Marrying the Ugly Heir for Truth and Wealth novel Chapter 578

Miranda is dead? That news was so shocking that Christina didn't return to her senses until some time later.

The fruits on her plate abruptly appeared unappetizing as she settled the plate on the bedside table. “How did she die?” It's only been a few hours since we last met. I never wanted her to die!

“Sebastian extracted some valuable information from her before sending her home per the agreement. Half an hour later, he received news that there was a fire at the rented house Miranda was staying in.” Sitting on the side of the table, Nathaniel continued, “She was burned alive inside. Before the fire broke out, the doors and windows were locked from the inside. Furthermore, she sent one last message to Emilia before she passed. Hence, the police's initial speculation is that she committed suicide.”

“There's no way Miranda would kill herself,” asserted Christina Miranda didn't yield when she was forced to live in difficult conditions after the Steele family went bankrupt. Besides, she loves Emilia who is still trapped in prison the most. I doubt she'll end her life before ensuring Emilia leaves prison safely.

Nathaniel shared the same thought as Christina. Something fishy’ going on, and discovering the truth wont be easy. If possible, I want to avoid having Christina involved in this mess.

“Sebastian is aman with principles. He didn't utilize violence when interrogating Miranda. The video of Emilia’s abuse he showed to her as a means of convincing her to spill the truth was just an act. He hired people to produce that video,” informed Nathaniel in a deep voice. “According to Miranda, someone deposited a stack of cash and a letter under her door. The letter instructed her to cause your mom trouble, indirectly forcing you to release Emilia.”

In response, Christina knitted her eyebrow.

“Unfortunately, on the day Miranda met your mother, she spotted Gideon spending time with her. As a result, she was furious. That was why your mother was injured after she caused a scene at your mom's place.”

I feel like I've taken a turn into an advanced mind game. Even though it seems like I've grasped a clue, it disappeared swiftly. Christina asked anxiously, “What about the letter she received?” If we can obtain that letter, we'll be able to analyze the handwriting to unearth hints about the mastermind 's identity. It's better than running around like a headless fly in our search.

“Everything inside Miranda's rented house was burned to a crisp.” A frown settled on Nathaniel’s countenance. “It's possible someone's attempting to hide certain evidence.”

Christina paled and her head was pounding.

Worried, Nathaniel assured, “I'll ask someone to investigate this matter, Christina. Don't overthink it. Your health is more important.”

“I'm feeling a little tired, Nathaniel. I want to rest for a bit,” stated Christina, wincing.

“Sleep. I'll keep you company here.” Promptly, Nathaniel laid her body flat on the bed and settled a blanket on her.

“You should return to the company first, Nathaniel. There are caretakers in the hospital. I can take care of myself.” Christina merely wanted a quiet moment. Besides, Nathaniel has been very busy and putting aside too much of his work because of me. Hadley Corporation ts in the critical stage of its restructuring. As such, I don't want to be Nathantel's burden. .

Nathaniel nodded. “I'll leave after you fall asleep.”

Smiling, Christina lowered her eyelids.

Half an hour later, when he heard her steady breathing, he kissed her forehead and ambled out of the ward.

Christina's slumber was unstable as she had experienced too many incidents for the past two days.

As she dreamed, she felt she was suffocating, as though someone was choking her.

When she opened her eyes effortfully, she saw a shadowy figure moving above her head.

As she was gradually roused from her sleep, the pain she experienced felt more and more real. I can't die!

With all her might, she shoved the shadowy figure away. The figure released a muffled grunt and was forced to let go of Christina.

Without delay, Christina leaned toward the bedside table, grabbed the table lamp, and hurled it at the shadowy figure.

Clang!