Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 218 Good Begets Good, Evil Begets Evil

At that moment, I wasn't thinking about anything else. Fueled by a wave of hatred, I acted without a second thought.

The car window rolled down slowly, and Victor glanced out, looking totally uninterested.

"Need a ride?" he asked, his voice dripping with indifference. "Sorry, I'm heading somewhere else, not your way." His gaze was as arrogant and dismissive as ever.

He was the murderer, no doubt about it. How could he still act so smug in front of me?

Maybe he thought with Benjamin gone, the truth would stay buried forever.

I clenched my teeth, my eyes practically shooting daggers at him.

"Good deeds get rewarded, and bad deeds get punished. It's not that there's no payback, just that it hasn't come yet."

Victor's face tightened, a flicker of surprise and panic flashing in his eyes.

The next second, I was pulled into a tight embrace. Ethan held me close, like he was trying to comfort me and plead with me at the same time.

I glared at Victor, feeling the urge to strangle him.

But then I thought of Martin, and I forced myself to swallow my rage. My grip on the car door handle slowly loosened, and finally, I let go.

The window rolled up, and the car sped away, disappearing from sight.

Ethan held me, his hand gently rubbing my back.

His breathing was heavy. I knew he was anxious and nervous. Maybe he wasn't scared of my recklessness, but he probably thought it wasn't the right time.

Lacey flew abroad the day after Benjamin's funeral. Before she left, she just said, "This time, I really have no more ties."

After coming back from Benjamin's memorial, I forced myself to calm down.

The next day, I went back to the office.

I talked to the lawyer handling our company's legal stuff, pretending I was asking for a friend. I told him the whole story, mainly to see if we could still press charges after seventeen years, and if there was a statute of limitations. The lawyer said a diary alone wasn't enough evidence.

His words hit me hard, like a mountain blocking my way. Bringing the murderer to justice seemed like an impossible task.

In the days that followed, I tracked down some workers who had been at the quarry back then. But when I asked about the incident, they all claimed they didn't know anything.

had heard something but were too scared to talk, afraid of

helpless, desperate,

walked down the road to Silent Grove Village, stopping at the spot where my dad had his car accident. The kapok tree was still there. The flowering season

noticing it was a long slope, with a warning

Multiple traffic

around, I remembered that snowy night that turned my world upside down.

I felt my heart ache again, and all my

arriving at Silent Grove Village, the

Grove Village, I slowly closed my eyes, picturing

Grove Village. He must have been standing there for a long time, staring at the tombstone without moving. The black dog beside him stood quietly as

heard my footsteps and turned around, not

father's grave had been rebuilt, with a bouquet of fresh

happened back

to look at Uncle Sam's tombstone, a smirk forming

he was smiling, but I couldn't tell if

smile. I stared at the tombstone for a while, then suddenly

on the same

one. "And it was also the same day my mom

you know about the details?" I grabbed

exhaled a puff of smoke and glanced at my hand gripping his arm. Realizing I was too agitated, I

your dad's accident, but I was numb from losing both my parents in quick succession. Death no longer surprised me. Two bodies were carried out of my house in one funeral. My grandmother's hair turned

Faris spoke calmly, it wasn't hard to

to study, and then I worked hard to build my career. With hatred in my heart, I always

was helping you, and you could

hatred, but I didn't realize it back

to have that car accident on that particular day, but my intuition tells me it has something to do with the Windsor Family,

my lip and said

had everything to do with them. They caused

few days later, I suddenly received news that Martin

taken

his eyes were open, and many people were gathered around

Ethan, Jason, and even the hospital director and

before, and many of the older doctors knew him well. It was only natural for them to come

a word, just looked around at his circle of descendants, his cloudy eyes

although he had come to terms with life and death, at this moment, he still

and he managed to show a faint, contented smile. Martin passed away with

couldn't help but shed tears. Ethan and Jason seemed calm, but their eyes were red. At that moment, I was

with a heart could feel pain,