All Chapters of Blood of Regret: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Klaus sneered at me, clearly threatening me.Still, he got up and left.I naturally knew what was on his mind—if Stariel died, and the baby in my belly disappeared, he would be the rightful heir to Lachmann Group.The thuggish man with Klaus chuckled just then, narrowing his eyes as he studied me from head to toe. "You'd better take good care of your brat, little lady."He then held my chin and snorted. "What a pretty face, too. Shame…"After he turned to leave, everyone followed suit, while I reclined on the couch in relief.Bart assured me just then, "Apologies for causing you worry, Mrs. Lachmann, but the only thing you need to do is take care of yourself and your child.""When is Grandfather coming back?" I asked.While Miguel had a stroke and probably wouldn't be dictating family decisions, him just being alive would keep the likes of Klaus at bay."Tomorrow," Bart replied quietly.I nodded and turned to look upstairs.A pale Star was already conscious and standing at t

Seemingly restraining himself, Star only nuzzled my neck. "Bea…"I wanted to hide, but there was no place to hide."We're married…" he continued, seemingly to remind me and even himself of that.I found that a little crazy—it was really hard to change his mind sharply, and it took time to slowly turn him in the direction you wanted."Sleep. The fever's frying your head…" I tried to coax him.But he just wasn't playing along as he held down my hands and looked me straight in the eyes, calling out again, "Bea… I love you…"That was what he said—a confession.My heart skipped a beat.Since my reincarnation, all my thoughts have been on finding the serial killer and on revenge against Martin and Yvie…As for Star, all I felt was sympathy, wariness, and suspicion.I really didn't think that I would fall in love with anyone else.Moreover, Star's confession was meant for Beatrix, and not Beatrice.If anything, I envied Beatrix that she had the privilege of such affection, even if

Still, I feigned ignorance and asked coolly, "Who the devil are you?"Nelly's face dropped, clearly upset.Still, she soon giggled. "Oh, poor sister… We all heard that old Miguel is taken ill, and it's just you and that nutjob left in the main branch of the Lachmann family."I never bothered to look at her—she was an amateur compared to Yvie.No one would ever suspect Yvie for any sinister intentions, whereas you could see the evil written all over Nelly's face.Dogs that bit never barked much—in that sense, Yvie was far more impressive than Nelly.But now, I didn't fear Yvie, so why should I fear a spoiled brat like Nelly?Nonetheless, Nelly seemed upset and strode in my way. "What's that attitude?! Do you think you're a big deal now just because I called you my sister?!"I narrowed my eyes.Nelly was supposed to marry Star in the first place, but because she was frail as a child, and the Lecters doted on her, they were unwilling to throw her to the wolves and let Beatrix do

I naturally wasn't counting on the Lachmanns to save Beatrix's grandma's life, but I now had a plan after finding out Carl's trump card.And it was his blunder if he thought I was still the same Beatrix whom he could manipulate at will.In the past, Beatrix would've cared about her family, but that wasn't the case for me, as my parents had died in an accident when I was eighteen.If anything, Carl and his wife had no right calling themselves parents.Still, I smiled and said, "Please, you're misunderstanding something here—I may be basically the head of the Lachmanns, but my potential allies are Miguel and Hector. Neither are in any state to make any decisions even if they make it back here."Carl snorted and narrowed his eyes. "You may have returned to us when you were eighteen, but we've still fulfilled our obligation to you ever since. Remember—your mother and I are your real parents, and our blood runs in your veins. Understand that whether we rise or fall depends entirely on

As I left Lachmann Manor, I headed to the apartment where I had lived as Beatrice Cox.After my parents' death, that was the only place I had after I sold every other estate to pay off their debts and the only place which embodied my parents' memories.It had been a while since I had been here, and I stared at the building with a myriad of different emotions as I got out of the taxi.I took out the key hidden in the flowerpot outside, standing in front of the door in silence for a long while before opening it.Naturally, it was quiet inside. I looked around at my photos and my parents' old possessions—the place hadn't changed, but everything else had.I stared at the tapestries on the wall as I sat on the couch, feeling like everything was a dream…Click.I straightened when I heard that soft sound, tensing up from head to toe…Someone was here?!I didn't dare to turn and gingerly reached out for my phone to call the cops.However, as always when a person panicked, even swi