NovelEnglish"No matter where I go, it's always the same. If I have to live like a dog, constantly running and hiding, then I'd rather be dead," Christopher said resolutely.
Christopher did not need anyone to understand him, and he no longer craved Bella's iveness. If iveness was impossible, then he would be the kind of person she would remember for the rest of her life, even if that was as a villain.
* After wandering aimlessly, Yvonne found herself back in Sentania, at the villa where she had once lived.
This was where she first met Christopher. Everything remained the same. The only thing that had changed was her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer soul was covered in scar tissue and dead inside. It felt as though she had awakened from a long and painful dream.
For over a week, Yvonne had been confined to the villa, unable to leave. But during that time, she had secretly scoured the villa for any evidence of Christopher's crimes that Taylor might have hidden.
Taylor had let his guard down around her, and she was free toe and go from the study. To her dismay, despite her thorough search of every corner, even after going through hisputer, she found nothing.
That night, Yvonne sat at her vanity, brushing her hair.
"Ms. Yvonne." A servant's voice cfrom outside the door.
"What is it?" Yvonne replied coldly.
"Mr. Taylor has returned. He asked you to meet him in the study." Yvonne stared at her pale reflection in the mirror and gripped theb in her hand hard enough to leave marks. She took a deep breath and slowly stood.
As Yvonne approached the study, she could hear the sounds of things being thrown around inside. Her heart clenched as she pushed the door open a crack and peeked inside.
She saw Taylor, his white shirt stained with blood, with more streaks across his face. He was frantically packing valuables into a large box as if he were preparing for a hasty escape.
"Taylor, where have you been? Why are you covered in blood?" Yvonne asked as she stepped inside, feigning concern.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTaylor's tense expression relaxed slightly when he saw her, but the panic in his eyes remained. "Earlier tonight, I was with Mr. Iverson; we had to ‘take care' of speople." "What people?" Yvonne asked.
As Taylor listed the names, Yvonne's eyes widened in shock.
She knew these people. They had been Christopher's subordinates that he had entrusted with aging managing his affairs in Sentania after he returned to Savrow. Th were thugs used to wielding power, and with Christopher's sudden return, they turned on him. ٧٩ "If you've already dealt with them, then why are you..." Yvonne began to ask.
"Yvonne, Sentania is no longer safe. I need to get you out of here as soon as possible!" Taylor interrupted desperately.
He reached into his collar and pulled out a cross necklace. He fiddled with it, then inserted it into the USB port on hisputer. He quickly began transferring files to it. Yvonne had noticed this cross before, but she never imagined it was actually a concealed mini storage device.
Her heart raced as she watched him, finally understanding why she had never found anything in all her searching. The evidence had been on him all along! ne "The local police have joined forces with the Sentania police to issue a warrant for Mr. Iverson's arrest. The situation from earlier can't be covered up, and the police will be here soon," Taylor said, breathing heavily. "We need to leave as quickly as possible! Mr. Iverson won't be able to hold out much longer!"
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