Her fifth daughter died, so she deleted his bloodline. novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7

He carried Evelyn’s body to his own bedroom, still clinging to the last traces of warmth. A cold wind swept through

the hall, and Vicky stumbled, collapsing to the floor.

In the distance, the psychic’s screams echoed, but she barely heard them. She was shaking too hard.

She’d always believed James’s feelings for Evelyn were just guilt, a little kindness he tossed out like scraps to a pet.

After all, he’d covered up her murder of all that children without so much as a harsh word.

But now, seeing him turn on her with that cold rage, she realized the truth. He had loved Evelyn. He had loved

someone who wasn’t her.

If he ever found out she’d orchestrated all of this…

Vicky’s lips trembled. She sent a servant to summon her parents, praying they could calm him down.

By evening, the body in James’s arms was cold and stiff, but he couldn;t let go. He held her in bed, trying to warm

her with his own body. A knock came at the door. “Sir, your father-in-law is here to see you.”

“Not now,” he said, his voice flat.

Then he remembered Evelyn’s words in her sleep, about going home. His resolve softened. “Let him in. Evelyn would

want to see her parents too.”

He sat up, cradling her body.

When William walked in and saw his daughter in James’s arms, something uneasy settled in his chest. “James.

Evelyn was never meant to last. She didn’t have the luck to stay with you. Let her be buried. Let her rest.”

James’s gaze went cold. “Did Vicky put you up to this?”

Before William could answer, James slammed his fist on the table. “Evelyn was your daughter too. Your real

daughter. You helped your adopted daughter almost kill her in childbirth, and I never said a thing. You stood there while

Vicky murdered my kids. Where the hell were you then?”

William’s face went pale. James’s voice grew harder. “From now on, Vicky stays in her room. No one

leaves until I find out who really killed Evelyn. My patience has limits.”

William fled. Outside, Vicky’s voice rang out. James, you can’t do this to me! You said you’d always love me! You

promised!”

He barely heard her. “She’s not well. Take her back

He smoothed the hair from Evelyn’s forehead. “Don’t be afraid. Evelyn Fll protect you now. No one will ever hurt

you again.”

An aide appeared in the doorway. “Sir, the psychic confessed. He says he’ll only talk to you directly

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