Novel & Cerita Miles Edgeworth Chooses Death

Third-Person POV Teyana froze instantly. She staggered backward several steps before quickly regaining her composure. "What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't he get into Mallard U? It must be Wesley! Wesley went insane and hid him away. That father-and-son duo is just trying to get my attention." Jacintha had never seen Teyana like this before. "I've seen Miles' death certificate," she replied, her voice trembling with fear. "A-As well as his cremation certificate…"

His eyes, still fixed on Cecilia and Joshua, gleamed with a dangerous light. “This is it, Victor,” Edward said, “This is the end of Joshua’s pathetic life.” Victor glanced at him in the rearview mirror, expression unreadable, but there was a knowing nod in response. He understood all too well the depths of Edward’s vindictiveness. There was no mercy for those who dared stand in Edward Poletto’s way, and Joshua had made the fatal mistake of being with the woman Edward wanted more than anything.

Ignoring everyone, Serena eyed Edgar with a challenging look and said, "You wanted to play this game, right? I'll play along, then. What's the worst that could happen? I don't care if I die." Face ashen, Edgar roared, "You'd even kill me, Serena?" "There's no honor in old people who cling to life in desperation, refusing to die. If you kill my man, I'll kill you," Serena declared, her voice steely with determination. Cyndi, who stood nearest to Serena, had gone pale when Serena first pulled out the gun. But after a moment of terror, she no longer felt scared.

“No. I just want to know. Do you think over time I was going to be able to forget that? We still don’t know who killed my wife and you’re leaving!” Edmund was patient with his friend like he’d always been over those five years since she died. “I have to tell you, Diego; Eliza died in the hands of thieves. They could be anyone. It’s a fat chance that those thieves knew what they were doing was against to one of the most powerful man in the entire country.” Diego leaned his forehead in his hands on the desk. He was taking it so bad that he needed to calm down. “Diego, you have to let her go.”

said Mely as she pulled away from her embrace. "Now tell me. What's happening that there are so many people in front of the company? And why are the police involved?" Mely took a deep breath before answering the question. "Sir Edgar is dead, Ma'am Arielle. He was killed by two men riding on a motorcycle earlier as he was walking towards the building entrance." Arielle felt her head suddenly swell and her whole body went numb from what she had learned. The person she considered a parent was dead? The person who tirelessly helped her was gone.

"Keep talking, and that'll happen to you too-" "Do you feel any remorse at all?" Alice was talking over Emilia. She knew that she was pushing her luck but her urgency to quit the club had taken over her common sense. "The fact that she died because of your actions." Emilia shoved Alice backwards. It was a small push. But it caught Alice by surprise. She crashed over two chairs and smashed her jaw against the floor. She groaned and onto her knees, the metallic taste of blood filling her mouth. Emilia didn't look upset or horrified. She had a look of forced satisfaction on her face.

The world might not know that Valentino was dead, but they would know that George Ward was ultimately the person responsible for setting things in motion. The investment banker had wanted a competitor killed because of a debt he owed. The derailment had not only killed the competitor, but George Ward had received a hefty sum because of the destruction of one of his properties. By the time Miles and his people reached the top floor of the building, word had traveled ahead of them. He found George Ward standing in front of the windows looking out on London with a phone pressed to his ear. He looked at Miles with resignation on his face. The bastard shouldn't get to feel anything so simple.

Edith's butler and personal maid turned to Abelard. "Tell the truth. What really happened to my mother?" Abelard suspected that something had happened to Edith because when she said goodbye to go to Devil Reign her mother seemed fine. However, Edith suddenly died, even though her mother did not have a fatal disease at all. This made him wonder. Edith's personal maid stood stiffly with a slight tremor in her body, not daring to look directly at Abelard who seemed ready to chop him up at that moment. While the butler chose silence a thousand languages.

Just before the call went through,Edward shot randomly. He didn't even look back yet the bullet made a straight dive into her temple. "Hello?? How may we help you??" the call went through just when the lady fell to her death. He took the elevator,the gun gently brushing at the side of his pants. Oh God..Liam so wouldn't like himself today.Edward was saying in his heart. He was just about to step out when his boots crushed something underneath. He picked up a wristwatch.Small and petite.The glass broken.

Edward looked at me as if he understood my struggle. "Well, you don't have to be sad over that guy's death. Well, the sad part is no one came to claim his body or they aren't able to find any of his family. It was just his bad day." Edward said everything he can think of. Well at least for the family part I felt for him. I would have been sad even after death if my family wouldn't be able to see my last breath.