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Haarely glanced at the photograph before nausea churned my stomach. With a swift motion, | tossed in

aside.

Carter, unfazed, methodically sifted through each image. The final photograph wasn't of Sadie. Instead, it was

Silas's grave. The photo had been alte

Before Silas's headstone lay a human head, blood seeping from every orifice, with a striking red mole on the

forehead.

The head was mine.

Carter's fingers tightened around the edges of the photos, his knuckles pale, veins bulging across the back

of his hand

"She's sending a message. She wants to use my head as an offering for Silas."

Kemp adjusted his glasses, his voice steady. "Ms. Gardner, from now on, all deliveries will be screened in

advance. Something like this will not happen again."

"All the secretarial stall-are they from Bill's team? Any outsiders?" Carter asked sharply.

"No outsiders, Mr. Bolton, Every single one of them has been with Mr. Gardner for at least a decade. They're

reliable, Kemp assured him.

"Keep it that way. Outsiders should have no access to Ms. Gardner," Carter reminded him firmly.

"Understood."

Bill's company might have been new, but his team was composed of trusted personnel he'd brought over. There

was no room for breaches.

After finishing my work, | went to the funeral home. Sadie's body was already being cremated.

It had been two months since | last saw Monica, but she was nearly unrecognizable now.

The once carefully maintained face, which had undergone numerous cosmetic surgeries, was now riddled with

blemishes and scars, likely worsened by neglect or abuse.

Thadn't been kind to her aging features, and without money to sustain her lavish upkeep, she appeared

haggard and strange.

"Oh, my poor daughter! Her anguished wails echoed as | approached.

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Beside her stood Zack, who had also changed. He'd lost a considerable amount of weight, and though his belly

had shrunk, his once-round face now bore sharp, malicious contours. His eyes brimmed with malice, devoid of

any grief or tenderness.

It was no surprise. This was the daughter who had called another man father for 20 years. Even after the

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Truth cout, she had never once addressed Zack as her father.

Instead of respect, Sadie had hurled insults at him during every encounter. Zack had no love for her.

Monica, noticing Zack's cold indifference, snapped, "Our daughter's being cremated right now! How can you

stand there without shedding a single tear? She's your flesh and blood!" "Daughter?" Zack sneered, his voice

dripping with venom. "She never once acknowledgedwhile she was alive. You raised her into a worthless

brat. She got what she deserved." Deserved?

The word hung in the air, cutting like a blade. He was describing a dead woman-a victim-with such cruelty.

At that moment, it becclear towho Sadie had inherited her vicious nature from. With such flawed

parents, how could she have grown up to be anything else? Driven to madness, Monica lashed out, clawing at

Zack's face,

His neck and checks already bore the marks of prior fights, evidence of their frequent domestic

skirmishes.

It made sense-when they had money, she was his darling

But now, without money and far from the innocence of youth, their love couldn't even sustain civility. Who knew

how often their hturned into a battlefield? Zark, however, didn't hesitate. He slapped her across the face,

hard. "Enough!" he barked.

Monica fell into a daze from that slap, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

When she raised her head, her eyes met Bill's cold, unforgiving gaze.

Well, it makes sense; even he said nothing, she had lost completely.

She had nearly poisoned Bill, for the Cinderella man.

Even though Bill was never in love with her, he would have at least given her a comfortable settlement to ensure

her financial security if she had simply remained silent. But her greed consumed her. Having already lived in

luxury, she wanted Bill's love too.

When she couldn't get it, she tried to destroy him.

In truth, she and Zack deserved each other.

At this moment, she should have been filled with shand covered her face.

The crematorium staff brought out the urn. "Who's the next of kin?"

Before Monica could speak, Bill stepped forward. Tll take it," he said calmly.

Monica began sobbing the moment the urn rested in Bill's hands.

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"Bill, after everything we did to you, | never thought you'd still care for Sadie. She had been your daughter for 20

years. You're a better lather than Zack ever was.

Hill's expression was cold and unfeeling. He said. "You're mistaken. | don't care for her. | hate her. | only took her

ashes because | promised her I'd handle her burial and find her a proper resting place." Monica fell silent, her

tears drying as quickly as they'd started.

Sadie had already lost her reputation long before her death, and even in her final moments, she was surrounded

by disgrace. Her parents lacked the resources to plan a funeral for her.

If it weren't for Bill spending money to purchase her a burial plot, she likely wouldn't even have a place to rest

atter death.

Once we had the ashes, we quickly buried Sadie. They planted a magnolia tree by her grave and erected a

simple tombstone- The inscription on her tombstone read Sadie Harrison, not Sadie Gardner.

Even in death, Bill had not forgiven her.

Consider this the end of your debts to Zoey. Bill sat quietly at her grave. "In the afterlife, make sure 10

to her."

He placed a bouquet of chrysanthemums by the tombstone, severing all ties to the girl he had once treated as

his own daughter.

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| stared at the photo engraved on the headstone-a snapshot from her twith the Gardners. She wore a lavish

gown, her face brimming with arrogance.

Once perceived as a pampered princess, she now faces a tragic destiny.

| sighed heavily, my heart weighed down by the tragedy of it all.

Silas's grave wasn't far; therefore, | made a trip to visit his grave.

A fresh bouquet of chrysanthemums rested there, alongside a single earring-

| recognized it immediately-it had been Sadie's, worn just the night before.

Anna had been here?

A shadowy figure caught my eye, and | commanded the bodyguards, "Catch him!"

The man was dragged before me, trembling and pale.

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"I-1 was just here to pay respects! | wasn't stealing anything!" he stammered.

"Who sent you?"

"I don't know her name. Just swoman with sunglasses. She gavesmoney to leave the offerings

here.

From his uniform, it was clear he was hired for the task. Anna must have avoided showing up herself.

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using hum to deliver her twisted message to Silas

Anna had fully turned to the dark side

Not only had she refused to flee, but she now seemed determined to fight back against everyone avenge Silas

And Sadie was just her first move,

After settling Sadie's affairs, Bill left for the airport. He had no more reason to stay here.

He'd considered pressing charges against Monica, sending her to prison.

However. upon observing her pathetic condition, he concluded that her suffering would intensify if she continued

to live with Zack.

As we left, those two were still fighting in the cemetery

Back home. Nelson paid a visit.

Mrs Bolton, | heard you received sthreatening photos today."

Carter handed over the photos and said, "Look into this man with the tattoo."

In the shadows of the photo, part of a man's arm was visible. A black eagle's head tattoo marked his skin- one of

the men involved in Sadie's death.

"Understood. We'll notify you immediately if we find anything. But please. Mrs. Bolton, be careful. Anna poses a

threat and has been implicated in several murders related to the Sanders. She's ruthless."

Thank you, Captain Tucker. I'll be careful. I've already instructed my assistant to minimize all social engagements

for the tbeing." | assured him.

"That's wise. Better safe than sorry. We've already lost far too many lives. | don't want yours to be next.

"Did Sadie's body yield any DNA evidence?" | asked.

Nelson lowered his voice and said. The perpetrator was careful-no DNA was left in her body. But during her

struggle, she managed to scrape sskin from her attacker. We've recovered traces from under her

fingernails. It's an important lead."

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