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.

they really didn't know, or maybe they had heard something but were too scared to talk, afraid of getting into trouble. I couldn't get any

felt helpless, desperate,

Silent Grove Village, stopping at the spot where my dad had his car accident. The kapok tree was still there. The flowering season was over, and now the branches were full of kapok fruits, many of which

paced back and forth a few times, noticing it was a long slope,

and long slope ahead. Multiple traffic

remembered that snowy night that turned my world upside down. I remembered my father's

I felt my heart ache again, and all my hatred surged up

arriving at Silent

slowly closed my eyes, picturing what it looked like years ago when it

opened my eyes again and turned my head, I saw a man and a large black dog standing next to Silent Grove Village. He must have been standing there for a long time, staring at

him. He heard my footsteps and turned around, not

had been rebuilt, with a bouquet of

really happened back

moment, then turned to look at Uncle Sam's tombstone, a smirk forming on one side

you discover something?" he was smiling, but I couldn't tell if he was mocking my foolishness

smile. I stared at the tombstone for

Sam's accident happen on the same day as my dad's

lit one. "And it was also the same day my mom committed suicide by poisoning." It seemed that

details?" I grabbed his arm,

glanced at my hand gripping his arm. Realizing

Death no longer surprised me.

wasn't hard to detect the lingering pain

city to study, and then I worked hard to build my career. With hatred in my heart, I always thought about one day making a name

helping you, and you could still sit in your

the weight of hatred,

don't know how your dad happened to have that car accident on that particular day,

lip and said

do with them.

received news that Martin was critically

already taken

at Martin's ward, his eyes were open,

Ethan, Jason, and even the hospital director and

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

around at his circle of

and death, at this moment, he still had attachments to this world. At the very least, he would miss these

fell on Hunter and Harper, and he managed to show a faint, contented smile. Martin passed away

couldn't help but shed tears. Ethan and Jason seemed calm, but their eyes were

Only those with a heart could feel pain, but did he have a