Afton Family Deaths の小説・ストーリー

Emma, the fake heiress, and I were sold into an underground BDSM club. When my parents, the richest couple in the country, and my husband, Leo DeLuca, the feared Don of the DeLuca crime family, finally found us, I was bound with duct tape and covered in wounds. Emma lay beside me, heavily pregnant and unconscious. Three months later, doctors confirmed that her baby had died in the womb. She was the adopted daughter my parents had cherished for twenty years, and the girl my husband had never gotten over. My parents and husband went half mad, offering a nationwide one-hundred-million-dollar bounty for any lead on the person responsible. I was the only one who might have seen the culprit's face

The family had been identified as having a member in Black Hollow's network. All five were dead. She set the letter down. She sat with it. She thought about the promise she had made. She had told Lena: I'll protect your family. She had told her this and had sent Thorne to do it and Thorne had tried and the timing had been wrong by hours and the family was dead.

"Among the people I killed, there must have been members of your family. Don't you want revenge?" Cyrus locked his gaze onto Thorgan's face. If even the slightest abnormal emotion surfaced, he would strike without hesitation. He would cripple him first and ask questions later. That reaction never came. Thorgan simply lowered his eyes, and a faint trace of sadness crossed his expression. "My parents both died not long after the snow disaster began. "My dad had a heart condition. On the first day the temperature dropped, he had an attack. The snow was too heavy. We couldn't get him to a hospital, and we couldn't even find an ambulance. He died at home.

He blamed himself, for not protecting his step mom and dad. His parents were murdered on their 5 years wedding anniversary outside on the parking lot of a restaurant. On that day, Arthur, Loraine and his parents were having dinner with each other, it was the most beautiful dinner they had, and they were sure they were never going to forget it. But little did they know that it was their last dinner together as a family

“What does that mean?” Mr. Ashford’s face was a mask. “Nothing. They’re trying to make you doubt me.” “Then tell me what happened on August 3rd, 2019.” “Kai—” “Tell me!” Mr. Ashford walked to the window. He looked out at the storm. “That was the day your parents died,” he said quietly. Kai’s blood ran cold. “The car accident. I was the first one there.” Mr. Ashford’s reflection looked haunted. “I was driving home. I saw the crash. I called for help. I stayed until the ambulance came.”

Ashford, Rafael’s parents. My heart started pounding as I swallowed hard and kept reading. The details blurred slightly as my mind struggled to catch up. Mr and Mrs Ashford killed in car accident, no one made it out alive only the little boy Rafael Ashford. Police suspect a hit and run, because the other car was not found. Ashford Enterprises down the drain and back in bankruptcy. My eyes scanned the lines, possible foul play? What? I flipped the page faster, more notes and notes snd then finally my breathe hitched when I flipped the next page.

The Anderson family was the most prominent family in Northerna City. Hence, the news of Elizabeth's death naturally spread like wildfire. Yvonne had just given Elvin clothes for him to change into when she received a series of voice messages from Rachel. She played the first. "Mrs. Anderson Senior has passed away! The Anderson family …" Yvonne immediately paused it halfway through and turned around subconsciously to spare a glance at her son, who was changing his clothes obediently. After making sure that he hadn't heard the news, she let out a sigh of relief and turned the rest of the voice messages into texts.