Built His Empire Then Watched It Burn When He Cheated novel Chapter 642

When Nishay heard that Melody had provoked her daughter and witnessed the fall, her mind exploded like static.

Her mouth opened and trembled, but no sound came out.

Anneliese held her tightly, calling her name over and over until she finally came to. Her clouded eyes locked on Zacharias.

"Melody's behind it all? That witch! Let her rot! She deserves to die!"

Her voice rasped with fury.

Zacharias felt the weight of her hatred like a punch to the chest, his breath catching. "Nishay, think about it. If that were true, why didn't Roretha say anything back then?"

Jonathan's voice was calm but firm. "Because she lived upstairs from your family. She was afraid another death in that building would make it a crime scene. Everyone already knew your mother-in-law had been killed. If another murder happened there, her apartment would lose its value. That's why she stayed quiet."

"That's just your version!" Zacharias shouted, still grasping for denial.

Jonathan let out a sharp laugh and took out his phone. He tapped the screen and held it out.

"Then listen to this, Mr. Shaw. Let's see if you can still twist the truth after hearing it."

The hospital room filled with the audio Jonathan had played for Anneliese earlier that morning—the recording of Melody arranging the hit.

Her voice was clear as day. Every word exposed the truth.

Zacharias had always known his mother could be impulsive and thoughtless.

But this level of stupidity stunned him.

As the recording continued, his expression fell apart. The metallic taste of blood rose in his throat, and he forced it down.

He knew it was over. Completely over.

He should have seen it coming. Jonathan never laid a trap without covering every detail.

There was never going to be a way out.

"Zacharias, what do you have to say now?"

Anneliese held Nishay's cold hands tightly, her glare sharp and merciless.

Zacharias met her eyes. He thought he was used to her disgust and distance. He thought he'd gone numb to it. But the pain hit him all over again, sharp and deep, like his chest was being split open.

He opened his mouth. "I'm sorry. I… I made a mistake. I shouldn't have doubted. I didn't think my mom would do something like this. She swore to me she didn't. I didn't think she'd even lie to me. I—"

Anneliese's laugh cut through his words, cold and scathing. "You didn't think she would do something like that? That's your excuse? She hired someone to kill, and you call that a misunderstanding.

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