Queen of Wild Cards novel Chapter 658

Stella had never even considered the possibility that Frederick was responsible for her mother's death. She had always believed it was lung cancer—after all, Clara had been sick for a long time, and the hospital's diagnosis had confirmed it.

"Grandpa, how did you find out he killed her? Did you find evidence?"

Dewey shook his head slowly. "I didn't have proof. I sneaked into the Hawthorne estate that day with every intention of beating him within an inch of his life. But outside the door, I overheard him talking to that homewrecker, Miranda. That's when I heard them admit it."

He remembered it vividly. The estate staff had been absent that day. He had been so enraged, ready to kick the door off its hinges, but their hushed conversation had stopped him dead in his tracks.

"Frederick, Clara's been dead for ages," Miranda had complained. "And ever since that old relic Dewey took the bastard child away, he hasn't shown his face once. What are you so paranoid about? Let's just auction off her jewelry."

Frederick had sounded hesitant. "I don't know about this. What if that crazy old man suddenly shows up demanding her things? What are we supposed to tell him? You know how Dewey is—he's connected to every shady character in the underworld. The man's practically a mob boss. Let's wait two more years. If he doesn't come back by then, we'll sell the jewelry."

Unsatisfied, Miranda had pushed harder. "What are you so afraid of? You swapped Clara's medication for years, and the old man never suspected a thing. He's never coming back. I don't know why you're stressing over this."

"Miranda, relax," Frederick had promised. "We have the jewelry, don't we? We've waited this long, what's another two years? If Dewey doesn't show up in two years, I'll hand all of her pieces over to you to do whatever you want with. Deal?"

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