The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 229

Chapter 229: THE FACE THAT HAUNTED HER

Abigail

Gina Wolfe stood before me, all wrapped up in a white ball gown with ruffles. Her cold eyes glittered with amusement as they trailed over me.

For a second, neither of us spoke. This was the first time I was facing her since I learned the truth. Since I found out that she and Devin had a hand in my parents’ deaths.

And she had the audacity to look so unbothered. My hands curled into fists at my sides, but I forced my face into a calm mask. I wouldn’t give her the satisfaction of seeing me lose my shit. If she thought getting rid of me was going to be easy, then she was wasting her time.

What on earth was she even doing here? I hadn’t noticed her back at the racetrack. Did she just arrive?

"Well." The old witch tilted her nose up in the air as if I reeked of garlic. "If it isn’t the little Kellerman girl who thinks she’s clever. You must think you’re pretty smart?"

I lifted my chin up as well, glaring at her over the bridge of my nose. "I could say the same thing for you, Mrs Wolfe. I mean, pulling off a murder and managing to keep it under wraps as just a regular accident for fifteen solid years, takes a lot of brain work."

Gina’s lips curved into a cold smile. "Oh darling, don’t be ridiculous. There is no proof. Just because you stumbled upon a few breadcrumbs doesn’t mean you have anything substantial. And I did not kill your parents."

"I’m supposed to believe that?" I hissed, digging my nails into my palm.

The urge to scream at her and grab her by the neck and shake her vigorously surged through me. She didn’t get to make my life miserable and act like she had nine lives.

"Believe whatever you want," she retorted.

"You’re certainly as delusional as Finnegan, thinking you both have the upper hand. Listen to me very clearly, girl, you only found out what I wanted you to find out."

"Those files on Cole’s phone? I made sure they were there. I made sure Gavin delivered that phone to you. What I didn’t expect was that idiot trying to kill you. But that’s all swept under the bridge now, isn’t it? Considering you’re the one who killed my henchman."

My stomach twisted, nausea rose up my throat, and the memories of that night came rushing back.

That only confirmed something I had been suspecting all along. Gavin was really dead. I didn’t feel a hint of remorse, and while that should have terrified me, it didn’t.

He was going to kill Annette. He would have murdered me and my best friend in cold blood with no one to save us but ourselves! I did what I had to do, to protect us. I hated that I had to, but I had to.

Gina chuckled, watching the flurry of emotions crossing my face. Her brows arched up as she spoke. "I wonder what the police would think about that. Murdering a man in an abandoned warehouse."

"Go ahead, tell the police," I shrugged, clamping down the lump forming in my throat.

"You and I both know you won’t. Because if I get arrested for Gavin, they’re going to ask why I killed him, and that would open up a whole new black hole leading into my parents’ death and all your dirty secrets."

Her green eyes flickered warily. Good, she knew I was right. That also meant that Gina’s power over the police and the court wasn’t absolute.

"We aren’t so different after all then," an icy smile tugged at her lips. "You’re angry because what, your pathetic parents lost their lives? I do what I had to do, Kellerman, just like you did to Gavin."

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