LOGIN“Yeah,” Nick said. “I haven’t been sleeping well lately. If I want to function at work, I kind of need a little help.”Lucy thought for a moment. “My brother recently brought back this specialty incense from overseas. He said it was something old royal families used. It’s supposed to be incredibly rare, and it helps with sleep. I’ll give you some when I get home.”Nick immediately waved it off. “That’s not appropriate. If it’s that valuable and you give it to me, Mr. Chancer will be furious.”Lucy smiled sweetly. “Relax. My brother isn’t that petty. Besides, if his little sister asks for something, even if it’s priceless, he won’t even blink.”As she said it, she watched Nick carefully, testing him.She’d exaggerated a bit, but it wasn’t totally made up.Sure enough, Nick didn’t keep refusing. He just went along with her. “If you’re being that generous, I can’t pretend it’s nothing. Tell me what you want. Anything specific. I’ll see if I can get it for you.”Lucy waited two or t
“Miss Sanders,” the female officer said coldly, “with the evidence we have right now, we can already charge you. The knife used on Mr. Wilson has your fingerprints on it, and the house manager, Olivia, says she witnessed everything. What do you have to say for yourself?”Sarah met her gaze without flinching. “Officer, I already addressed this. Your questions are heavily leading and loaded with assumptions. I’m not required to answer questions framed that way.”The officer’s tone sharpened. “If you believe you’re innocent, then you should be explaining yourself, Miss Sanders.”Sarah let out a thin, humorless laugh. “The only reason my fingerprints are on that knife is because Olivia tried to attack me, and I grabbed the weapon away from her. And if you’re calling Olivia a ‘witness’ against me, then tell me this.”Her voice stayed calm, but every word landed hard.“How do you decide I’m not the witness to Olivia killing Mr. Wilson?”The officer frowned, then spoke too quickly, emot
The maids and house staff went pale, panicked. Several people instinctively pulled out their phones. Someone called the police. Someone else dialed for an ambulance.Through the crowd, Sarah looked straight at Olivia.A dozen bodies stood between them, but Sarah could still see her clearly.Olivia's eyes held a sly, satisfied glint. A small, knowing smile.Sarah didn’t panic. She only said quietly, “So this is what you meant…”“Sarah!” Olivia shrieked. “You’re vicious. Mr. Wilson asked you here because he felt guilty about what Miss Wilson did to you. He wanted to make it right, to offer compensation. And who would’ve thought you’d snap and kill him, then try to kill me too!”Sarah’s voice stayed steady. “You really can perform, Olivia. So this was the endgame.”Olivia kept going as if Sarah hadn’t spoken, voice louder, meant for an audience. “Do you think you can silence people and get away with it? You can’t hide from consequences forever. If I hadn’t moved fast, I’d be dead t
Sarah’s gaze was icy. "So you've admitted it. You're one of THEM.”"Whose side I'm on doesn't matter," Olivia snapped, her voice trembling with malice. "What matters is that you die today.""Is the truth so dangerous that so many lives mean nothing to you?" Sarah’s voice shook, a mixture of horror and disbelief.Olivia toyed with the tip of her dagger. "Always so eloquent, Sarah. You really have a way with words. It’s a shame that after today, that mouth of yours will never open again."Sarah let out a cold, hollow laugh. "Olivia, you said it yourself—too many people have died to keep this secret. Once I'm dead, do you really think they’ll let you live?"Olivia faltered, her hand freezing for a split second. She looked at Sarah with a conflicted expression. She had to admit, this woman always managed to find a crack in the armor, even in the most desperate situations.If this had been before the downfall of the Wilson family, Olivia might have been swayed. But too many days had p
She grabbed a throw blanket and draped it over Old Mr. Wilson’s legs like it didn’t matter, then sat across from Sarah.“You probably haven’t met me before, have you?” Olivia asked.Sarah shook her head. “No.”“I’m the Wilsons’ housekeeper. Olivia.”Sarah nodded once. “Never heard of you.”Olivia didn’t seem offended. She just smiled. “That’s normal. I’m not exactly someone people pay attention to.”“You were the one who called me?”“I was.”Sarah’s gaze stayed locked on her. “If you called me, then you know about my father.”To Sarah’s surprise, Olivia smiled. “I do.”Sarah’s spine went rigid. “Then what’s the truth? What do you know?”Olivia didn’t answer. She poured a cup of tea and slid it across the table. “Have some tea, Miss Sanders.”Sarah accepted the cup but only held it. She didn’t drink.Olivia sighed, almost wistful. “So many people have died to bury that truth.”Sarah’s eyes narrowed. “You know what it is.”Olivia laughed. “So many people have died to bury
She knew exactly what this was.A trap. A formal invitation to a slaughterhouse.And they weren’t even trying to hide it. No excuses, no fake friendliness. Just a blunt hook thrown straight at the one thing she couldn’t let go of.It was the question that had turned into an obsession, the one knot in her chest she couldn’t untie no matter how hard she tried.Sarah didn’t know what Old Mr. Wilson had to do with her father. Maybe there really was history between the older generation that she’d never understood. Or maybe Old Mr. Wilson had heard something from somewhere.But if they were willing to bring up her dad, then they had to know something.Even if it was only part of the truth.The question was… did she really dare walk into something this obvious?The Wilson old estate had once been taken by the bank, used as collateral, then auctioned off. After Old Mr. Wilson woke up from his coma and sold off his antiques, he managed to buy the villa back.And now, in that living roo
The Reynolds family was already powerful enough to shake the foundation of the Chancer family, and with Melvin involved, it only made matters worse. Mrs. Chancer frowned deeply. “Why do you always blame your sister every time that woman gets into trouble? Lucy already said she’s been home all day
"Vivian, can I go out for a while later? I promise I'll come right back. You know how grandpa hasn't let me leave the house these days - I'm going crazy!" Mia pleaded pitifully.Vivian nodded, "Alright, but remember to come back early.""Thank you!"Half an hour later, Mia appeared at the door of
As Melvin and Sarah were talking, Steven and Scarlett returned, both with flushed faces. Sarah looked at them meaningfully, "So, what's going on here?"Steven made no attempt to hide it. He took Scarlett's hand and announced, "Miss Sanders, Scarlett and I are together now.""Together? That was qui
“Don’t get too smug just yet. I really misjudged you. I thought you were weak, but it turns out you’re incredibly cunning,” Lucy said with a bitter laugh, her voice filled with self-mockery.Charlotte covered her mouth and chuckled softly. She slowly stood up, her tone casual as she said, “Lucy, I’







