He knew she was hiding pills to commit suicide, but he pretended not to notice and watched her grow weaker every day.
And then he waited for her to kill herself in agony.
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ed on his way there, arriving just in time to witness his mother catch her last breath.
He was the one who showed Deborah the self–inflicted wounds.
The real Joshua would have hidden his injuries.
But he showed them to Deborah, pushing her to the brink. His calculated actions and feigned exhaustion only added to the pressure on Deborah.
In the end, it led her to take her own life for his sake.
He drove Deborah to her death, all to gain Isabelle’s sympathy more quickly and completely.
He indirectly caused the death of that unfortunate woman.
A woman whose life was filled with suffering was killed by the son she had waited for over a decade to
reunite with.
His face turned icy cold and pallid in the dimly lit living room. The impostor glared at Isabelle and said, “I don’t believe you.”
Suddenly, a sharp pain twisted in his stomach, shattering his cold façade.
Black blood started to trickle from the corner of his mouth. The fake Joshua clutched his abdomen, looking at Isabelle in disbelief.
He then remembered Isabelle had eaten so much and should have shown symptoms of the poison by now, yet she was fine.
“When did you …
He quickly realised his mistake. In an attempt to keep everything looking natural, he handed Isabelle a poisoned glass.
And lost sight of the poisoned utensils.
That’s when Isabelle switched them.
Joshua had only consumed a few bites; if he had consumed more, the poisoning would have occurred much sooner.
Isabelle was not in the mood to mock him.
Knowing Dark Shadow’s cautious/nature, she assumed they wouldn’t kill an ordinary person like Joshua, but they might hold him as a bargaining chip. Thus, she had been careful not to alert him until she figured out who he really was.
She hadn’t expected this impostor to be Storm Shadow’s brother. For Dark Shadow, keeping a hostage was enough.
The organisation’s most vile tactic was driving people to madness.
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Chapter 402 He Fled
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Like fake Joshua, many of Dark Shadow’s operatives had killed their own loved ones during missions. It wasn’t uncommon.
Just like this man, the operatives would use every trick and method to kill their own family. Some even spent a year or more with their relatives before mercilessly killing them.
In the midst of their laughter and joy, they killed their relatives.
Some completed their missions and couldn’t accept the truth. They left Dark Shadow, only to be hunted down by them.
Others meticulously plotted revenge against Dark Shadow, with predictable outcomes.
Many remained unaffected, continuing as if nothing had happened. These were Dark Shadow’s trained psychopaths.
The organisation preferred killing machines.
Black blood kept flowing from Joshua’s mouth. He clutched his stomach, staring at Isabelle, retreating step by step.
Then he turned and fled the villa.
Isabelle didn’t chase after him.
She stood still, staring at the open door, her face ashen.
Isabelle regretted not telling Deborah that she had paid for her treatment. Perhaps things would have been different.
While she could save herself, others wouldn’t give her a chance.
Joshua was dead. Deborah died at the hands of her own son. Watching the tragedy unfold, Isabelle’s brow furrowed.
The night wind blew in through the open door. Isabelle stood in the empty hall, her emotions swirling and
her mood at its lowest.
Suddenly, she turned and ran upstairs, grabbing her needle kit before rushing out of the villa.
“Joshua!”
She ran in the direction Joshua had fled.
“Joshua!”
Only the rustling wind and the sound of distant cars met her as she desperately clutched the needle kit.
She shouted angrily, “Joshua! Get out here!”
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