Chapter 231

When we got to the third floor, Adam led us to a white bedroom door that had chipped paint.

He gave us an apprehensive look, then swung open the door. Sitting in a rocking chair was an old woman with gray hair.

I let out a quiet gasp. Was Alexander’s information wrong? Was this Kelly’s grandma?

Did she fake her death because she was scared of her unhinged granddaughter?

*Olivia*

“This is my sister,” Adam said, gesturing to the woman. “Sarah Walker. She’s Russell’s mother.”

My shoulders slumped in relief. My mind had been conjuring up images of Kelly keeping her grandma’s dead body in that foul–smelling room in her apartment. Cold fear had flowed through me before I could really look at the woman in the rocking chair. But now that I did, Sarah Walker seemed to be perfectly nice. She smiled tentatively at the three of us and grabbed a cane that leaned against the wall and struggled to stand. I wanted to help her, but I didn’t want to embarrass her.

But then, Ava bumped my shoulder with hers, and she widened her eyes. This made me think back to what I knew about Russell’s mother.

When I remembered, my stomach swooped with surprise. Russell’s mother had supposedly died in a gas explosion. As I stared at the woman who was definitely still alive, it felt like I was seeing a ghost.

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Chapter 231

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I’d originally assumed this woman was–it was Russell’s mom who had come

had never really been dead

with a knowing smirk. She had been the one to guess that Russell’s mother might still be

sit around a wooden table in the

talking up here,” Sarah said as she used her cane to walk over to the table. “The stairs are hard for me with

would explain the

a plate of biscuits up. “Would you like a biscuit,

“Sarah, you should really address someone as high status as Mr. Green

call me by my

my throat, but then I told myself to snap out

cream and sugar, I watched how Sarah and Alexander spoke to each other.

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