Even after Her Death (Chloe and Luke) novel Chapter 352

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Haarely glanced at the photograph before nausea churned my stomach. With a swift motion, I tossed in 

aside. 

Carter, unfazed, methodically sifted through each image. The final photograph wasn’t of Sadie. Instead, it was Silas’s grave. 

The photo had been alte 

Before Silas’s headstone lay a human head, blood seeping from every orifice, with a striking red mole on the forehead. 

The head was mine. 

Carter’s fingers tightened around the edges of the photos, his knuckles pale, veins bulging across the back 

of his hand 

“She’s sending a message. She wants to use my head as an offering for Silas.” 

Kemp adjusted his glasses, his voice steady. “Ms. Gardner, from now on, all deliveries will be screened in advance. Something like this will not happen again.” 

“All the secretarial stall–are they from Bill’s team? Any outsiders?” Carter asked sharply. 

“No outsiders, Mr. Bolton, Every single one of them has been with Mr. Gardner for at least a decade. They’re reliable, Kemp assured him. 

“Keep it that way. Outsiders should have no access to Ms. Gardner,” Carter reminded him firmly. 

“Understood.” 

Bill’s company might have been new, but his team was composed of trusted personnel he’d brought over. There was no room for breaches. 

After finishing my work, I went to the funeral home. Sadie’s body was already being cremated. 

It had been two months since I last saw Monica, but she was nearly unrecognizable now. 

The once carefully maintained face, which had undergone numerous cosmetic surgeries, was now riddled with blemishes and scars, likely worsened by neglect or abuse. 

Time hadn’t been kind to her aging features, and without money to sustain her lavish upkeep, she appeared haggard and strange. 

“Oh, my poor daughter! Her anguished wails echoed as I approached. 

Beside her stood Zack, who had also changed. He’d lost a considerable amount of weight, and though his belly had shrunk, his once–round face now bore sharp, malicious contours. 

His eyes brimmed with malice, devoid of any grief or tenderness. 

It was no surprise. This was the daughter who had called another man father for 20 years. Even after the 

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Truth came out, she had never once addressed Zack as her father. 

Instead of respect, Sadie had hurled insults at him during every encounter. Zack had no love for her. 

Monica, noticing Zack’s cold indifference, snapped, “Our daughter’s being cremated right now! How can you stand there without shedding a single tear? She’s your flesh and blood!” 

“Daughter?” Zack sneered, his voice dripping with venom. “She never once acknowledged me while she was alive. You raised her into a worthless brat. She got what she deserved.” 

Deserved? 

The word hung in the air, cutting like a blade. He was describing a dead woman–a victim–with such cruelty. 

At that moment, it became clear to me who Sadie had inherited her vicious nature from. With such flawed parents, how could she have grown up to be anything else? 

Driven to madness, Monica lashed out, clawing at Zack’s face, 

His neck and checks already bore the marks of prior fights, evidence of their frequent domestic 

skirmishes. 

It made sense–when they had money, she was his darling 

But now, without money and far from the innocence of youth, their love couldn’t even sustain civility. Who knew how often their home turned into a battlefield? 

Zark, however, didn’t hesitate. He slapped her across the face, hard. “Enough!” he barked. 

Monica fell into a daze from that slap, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. 

When she raised her head, her eyes met Bill’s cold, unforgiving gaze. 

Well, it makes sense; even he said nothing, she had lost completely. 

She had nearly poisoned Bill, for the Cinderella man. 

Even though Bill was never in love with her, he would have at least given her a comfortable settlement to ensure her financial security if she had simply remained silent. 

But her greed consumed her. Having already lived in luxury, she wanted Bill’s love too. 

When she couldn’t get it, she tried to destroy him. 

In truth, she and Zack deserved each other. 

At this moment, she should have been filled with shame and covered her face. 

The crematorium staff brought out the urn. “Who’s the next of kin?” 

Before Monica could speak, Bill stepped forward. Tll take it,” he said calmly. 

Monica began sobbing the moment the urn rested in Bill’s hands. 

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“Bill, after everything we did to you, I never thought you’d still care for Sadie. She had been your daughter for 20 years. You’re a better lather than Zack ever was. 

Hill’s expression was cold and unfeeling. He said. “You’re mistaken. I don’t care for her. I hate her. I only took her ashes because I promised her I’d handle her burial and find her a proper resting place.” 

Monica fell silent, her tears drying as quickly as they’d started. 

Sadie had already lost her reputation long before her death, and even in her final moments, she was surrounded by disgrace. Her parents lacked the resources to plan a funeral for her. 

If it weren’t for Bill spending money to purchase her a burial plot, she likely wouldn’t even have a place to rest atter death. 

Once we had the ashes, we quickly buried Sadie. They planted a magnolia tree by her grave and erected a simple tombstone- 

The inscription on her tombstone read Sadie Harrison, not Sadie Gardner. 

Even in death, Bill had not forgiven her. 

Consider this the end of your debts to Zoey. Bill sat quietly at her grave. “In the afterlife, make sure 10 

to her.” 

He placed a bouquet of chrysanthemums by the tombstone, severing all ties to the girl he had once treated as his own daughter. 

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I stared at the photo engraved on the headstone–a snapshot from her time with the Gardners. She wore a lavish gown, her face brimming with arrogance. 

Once perceived as a pampered princess, she now faces a tragic destiny. 

I sighed heavily, my heart weighed down by the tragedy of it all. 

Silas’s grave wasn’t far; therefore, I made a trip to visit his grave. 

A fresh bouquet of chrysanthemums rested there, alongside a single earring- 

I recognized it immediately–it had been Sadie’s, worn just the night before. 

Anna had been here? 

A shadowy figure caught my eye, and I commanded the bodyguards, “Catch him!” 

The man was dragged before me, trembling and pale.