Chapter 8

Bianca raised her eyes slowly, answering calmly, "Nothing. I'm just burning some unwanted things."

Sebastian gently nudged Christian, subtly signaling him to act.

So, Christian stepped forward and said sweetly, "Mommy, here's your locket."

Bianca stared coldly at the imitation in silence.

At the same time, Christian's anxious thought pierced her mind clearly. "Did she realize it's fake?"

Bianca laughed bitterly, closing her eyes.

So, Christian had known the truth all along. They'd both been lying to her. She was the fool—the only one who'd been deceived.

She opened her eyes again, tears making them red. Turning to face them both, her voice broke as she spoke quietly. "What do you think happens to people who betray someone who truly loves them?"

Both Sebastian and Christian stood frozen, unable to answer.

Christian finally murmured timidly, "Mommy, what's wrong?"

Bianca gave a hollow laugh, not answering. She turned away, returned to her room, and slammed the door shut, locking it behind her.

Sebastian and Christian exchanged confused, anxious glances, sensing the growing distance between them and Bianca.

…

The next day, Bianca visited the fake death agency to finalize her arrangements. She chose a car accident explosion, leaving no remains. Her fake death was scheduled for tomorrow—her birthday.

After signing everything and paying the balance, she stepped out of the agency, only to hear two familiar voices calling to her.

"Honey?"

"Mommy?"

Bianca turned and saw Sebastian and Christian, confusion clear on their faces.

"This is a fake death agency. Why are you here?" Christian rushed over and grabbed her hand nervously.

Sebastian frowned and was about to go in and find out for himself, but Bianca stepped in front of him, blocking his way. "I was just passing by. It's nothing," she said nonchalantly.

Sensing something off, Sebastian wanted to question her more, but Lucy's gentle voice interrupted him from behind.

"Sebastian," Lucy said with a warm smile as she walked over, holding a cup of coffee. Then, she handed it to Sebastian and stood close to him.

Sebastian looked anxious and was about to explain, but Bianca cut him off sharply. "I'm heading home. Enjoy yourselves."

After all, she was leaving tomorrow, and there was still so much to do.

Bianca brushed off Christian's hand without a backward glance.

Sebastian tried to follow, but Lucy tightened her grip on his arm.

Watching Bianca walk away, Sebastian called after her instinctively, "Bianca, your birthday party is tomorrow at 8:00 am. Remember to come."

Bianca didn't respond.

She quietly returned home, sitting alone in silence for hours.

At 6:00 pm, she cooked herself a lavish dinner. By 10:00 pm, she packed up all her jewelry, gold, and cash into a suitcase.

At midnight, she carefully did her makeup, dressed elegantly in a sleek black gown, and called the fake death agency.

Her calm voice echoed softly in the night. "I'm waiting at Riverside Villa. Proceed with the fake death procedure now."

In the darkness, a black car slipped quietly through the Lowe residence's gates. Without hesitation, Bianca took her suitcase and stepped into the car.

The next morning, the news exploded online.

"Breaking News! Sebastian Lowe's wife was killed at 2:00 am in a fiery crash on East Bridge. No remains could be recovered."