When Love Comes Late by PASSION

Chapter 2500

You dont have to look.

Matthew sighed deeply, his voice low.

This is Declans message to us, a grim warning.

Youve never witnessed death so closely.

Dont let him manipulate your emotions.

He wants to demonstrate that with a mere word, he can control fate.

A wave of fear surged through Stella, more intense than anything she had ever felt.

She was alarmingly close to the grim reality of death.

Matthew held her close, guiding her cautiously away from the unfolding chaos.

Just then, Fernando arrived, shielding Bella as they approached.

Bellas face was ghostly pale, and she seemed visibly shaken by the ordeal.

Meanwhile, Howard took charge, addressing the anxious crowd with a forced calm.

Everyone, please, remain calm.

This was a tragic accident, he said, managing a weak smile.

Lindsay had only recently recovered from a leg injury.

It seems she slipped while climbing the stairs.

its time to consider remodeling the staircases of this castle. Who knows who might be the next to need a wheelchair? We will handle this

explanation seemed far-fetched, his presence in a wheelchair added an odd Layer of plausibility to his

Lindsay and reminded

horrific sight

splayed grotesquely on the floor, surrounded by a stark pool of

Stella had never been fond of Lindsay, she

hand flew to her mouth as a wave of nausea rolled

in sharp gasps, and the edges of her vision turned crimson as if her anger and grief were coloring

nonchalance, his steps unhurried, his expression untouched by even a

over Lindsays lifeless body with the detached indifference one might

clear; this was his way of sending

Stella and

easily he could snuff out a life,

ignited in Stella, hot

a finger in Declans

her accusation slicing through the

eyes snapped to Sanford, narrowing with

you in on this too? Sanford opened his mouth, fumbling for words, but they stuck in his throat

gaze, his

what Stella

of Declans

shrugged off her words with an

smooth and venomous, coiled around the

Lindsay fell.

accident, plain and

if youre so desperate to point

dead because of

held a sly, insidious edge, skillfully crafted to distort the

Before.

on her shoulders as he gently turned her to face