ADELINE'S POV "Your father was murdered, Elena. Poisoned," Rebecca said. My whole body went cold. "You're lying," I whispered. "Am I? Why don't you ask your dear mother? She knows the truth." "Get out," Daniel said. His voice was angry. "Get out now before I call security." "Oh, Daniel. Always so protective. But you can't protect Elena from the truth." "What truth?" I asked. "What are you talking about?" Rebecca walked closer to my bed. I could smell her perfume. That expensive perfume she always wore. "The truth is that your father's death wasn't an accident. Someone poisoned him. Slowly. Over months. Until his heart finally gave out." "Who?" I demanded. "Who poisoned him?" Rebecca laughed. "That's the million-dollar question. Or should I say, the billion-dollar question?" "If you know something, tell me.
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