บททั้งหมดของ Craving Daddy's Bestfriend : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

~Lilith's POV~The text message made my whole world stop.~Lilith, are you good?~It was from Sebastian. My hands started shaking as I stared at the screen."Lilith?" Uncle Thomas's voice seemed far away. "Are you okay?"I shook my head, still looking at my phone like it might disappear. Another message came through.~Lilith, where are you?~Uncle Thomas walked over to me. "What's wrong?" It sounded shook and worried but that didn't make me to lift my eyes from my phone.I couldn't speak. I just held up my phone so he could see the messages.His face changed completely when he saw Sebastian's name. He took the phone from my trembling hands and read the messages."Is it possible for him to be awake, Uncle?" I asked. The question was racing through my mind over and over. "Could Sebastian really be texting me?" I didn't want to think of any other possibility. I sincerely miss him deeply. So bad, my heart aches just at the mention of his name. "It's possible, Lilith," Thomas said slowly

~Beatrice's POV~I silently entered my daughter's room. Looked at her sleeping face. Looked a face that looked exactly mine when I was her age. She had her my eyes and her father's red hair just like Thomas.I sat closed to her and gently rub on her face. I had wanted to just let everything go. Forget I ever had a daughter after all, I have hurt her so much. I hated myself and how I lost myself after the betrayal of Marcus." I am sorry, my sweet girl. I am so sorry. I am only trying to protect you and myself. I am sorry for letting my rage for the Lockharts hurt you. But, I swear, I was only saving you," I whispered in between tears.I stood up, not wanting my tears to fall on her and wake her up. I wish I had been around and not let her get involve with Bastian. I wish Marcus wasn't such a foolish man and he had actually protected his daughter.I closed Lilith's bedroom door softly and walked to my own room. My hands were still shaking from everything that had happened tonight. The

~Lilith's POV~I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing. The room was still dark. I looked at the clock. It was 3 AM.Who would be texting me this late?I picked up my phone and saw a message from an unknown number. My heart stopped at first until when I read it.~"Miss Lilith, this is Jelly. I have something very important to tell you about Mrs. Ellana's death. I think I found evidence. Meet me at the old pier at 4 AM. Come alone. This is dangerous but you need to know the truth."~Jelly? This late?I sat up in bed, my mind racing. Why would Jelly contact me? And what evidence could she have about Ellana's death? Could this be another trap? Another message came through.~"Miss Lilith, I'm sending you some pictures. Look at them carefully. Mrs. Lucy and Mr. Alfonso killed Mrs. Ellana. I have proof. I was there that night. I am finally willing to submit all the evidence since I am working for you now."~My hands were shaking as I opened the pictures. The first one showed Ellana's ca

~Lilith's POV~The jail cell was cold and smelly. The bed was hard. I had I never slept on anything so hard. I have been trying my best not to throw up, but it has been so difficult because of the old sock smell the room has.I had been here for two days now. Two days of hell. I still can't actually believe I was in prison. I try my best to wrap my head around it but I just can't understand how I got roped in all this mess.There were other women in the cell that looked at me like I was some kind of freak. They whispered about me when they thought I couldn't hear or when they think I am sleeping."That's the politician's daughter," one of them said. "The one who killed that maid.""Rich girl thinks she can get away with murder," another one laughed.I wanted to scream at them that I was innocent. But what was the point? No one would believe me.The food was horrible. Gray soup that tasted like rotten water with a piece of hard bread that smelled spoilt fish. I could barely eat anythi

~Lilith's POV~I was lying on the hard bed when some women came for me.They were three in number. The biggest one was called Big Martha. She had been staring at me since I arrived and now, she has a mean look on her face."Get up, rich girl," she said.I sat up slowly. "What do you want?" I asked trying to hide my fear."Someone wants to send you a message," another woman said.Before I could ask what message, Big Martha grabbed my hair and pulled me off the bed."No!" I screamed. "Help! Somebody help me!"But no one came. The guards were nowhere to be seen.Big Martha punched me in the face. Pain exploded across my cheek. I tasted blood in my mouth.The other women held my arms while Big Martha hit me again and again. In my stomach. On my back. On my legs.I screamed until my throat was raw. But no one came to help me.They pushed me to the ground and kicked me. I curled up in a ball, trying to protect myself."Please stop," I begged. "Please."But they didn't stop. They kept hittin