He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 266

"Guards! Hurry! Get to the third-floor terrace!"

Arthur's roar ripped through the silent night.

His voice was laced with an unprecedented level of terror and panic.

Evelyn stood frozen to the spot, every drop of color draining from her face.

She clamped a hand over her mouth, a scream tearing at her throat, but she couldn't force a single sound out.

Dangling in mid-air, Sabrina heard her parents shouting from below.

In that instant, the paralyzing fear of death was completely banished.

It was replaced by sheer survival instinct and the bone-deep malice she was so good at wielding.

She snapped her head up, glaring at Sienna, who was gripping her wrist like a vice.

Her fingernails were digging into Sienna's skin, her arm trembling from the extreme strain.

Sabrina quickly darted her gaze back down to the two panicked figures in the courtyard.

Instantly, her expression morphed.

Tears surged into her eyes on command, spilling over her cheeks in a pathetic display.

"Dad! Mom! Help! Help me!"

Her voice was shrill and broken, as if she were a second away from dying.

"It's Sienna! She's trying to push me off!"

"She said I stole her life, and she wants revenge!"

"Help me!"

Each twisted, manipulative lie echoed perfectly down to the courtyard, ringing clearly in everyone's ears.

The night wind whipped across the terrace, blowing Sabrina's messy hair around her tragic, tear-streaked face.

Sienna quietly listened to her screaming accusations.

Her gaze locked onto Sabrina's eyes.

Even in the pitch black of night, those eyes gleamed with venomous calculation, completely devoid of remorse.

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