Sharon was dead.
Her eyes were wide open as she breathed her last.
Perhaps she did not even expect that that would be her last moment, or perhaps she was not willing to accept her fate even in her death.
There were still things she needed to do.
Zachary rushed all the way to Coldbridge just because he wanted to stop Charlotte from killing Sharon, but in the end, there was nothing he could do.
The rain poured incessantly, washing away the blood on the ground.
Charlotte squinted her eyes looking at the gory scene. “This is exactly how Mrs. Berry died.”
Zachary's heart wrenched listening to her. He could imagine how much she had been through. That was why she behaved so rashly today.
“You didn't go through this yourself, so you'll never understand.” Charlotte looked at him in determination. “I will kill anyone that touches my family.”
This was not just a word of advice for Zachary, it was also a reminder for herself.
She should not be merciful toward her enemies anymore.
Danrique did not save you from jail just so you can be a weakling, Charlotte. You need to be strong so people won't walk all over you.
It's time you live up to your calling.
Charlotte left with her men right after, leaving Zachary alone in the rain.
Zachary looked at Sharon's body before his gaze shifted toward the house where Charlotte and Mrs. Berry used to live.
The rain poured relentlessly on him as an indecipherable glint shone in his eyes.
He knew there would be a rainbow after the rain, but he had a hunch that things would not be as easy this time around. He had a premonition that impending doom was looming.
“Mr. Nacht, Ms. Lindberg has already left,” Ben said, holding out a big black umbrella for Zachary, “We should leave before the police come.”
“Send someone to keep an eye at this place. Let me know if anybody suspicious comes.”
Zachary simply has to get to the bottom of this. He had to tie up the loose ends.
“I've already ordered them to do so.”
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