Novel & Cerita Who Killed Grace

Then came his mom who hugged both of us. "Alexia dear. I owe you my daughter's life." Grace smiled at me. "No no you don't. I just gave those bastards what they deserved." I replied. "Those? I thought only one?" Vincenzo appeared out of nowhere and asked. "Yeah. She killed the Lebanese Mafia leader." Ace shook his head while chuckling. "Damn woman. Good job. I always hated him." Vincenzo said with a laugh. "Seriously? Now she has the whole Lebanese Mafia after her!" Grace said and smacked her husband on his head. I couldn't help but chuckle at them.

“You murderer! You did this to take his property. You and your mother planned it all!” I stumbled, clutching my torn blouse against my chest. My voice failed me. My lips moved, but no words came. My chest felt heavy, my throat too tight to speak. “Please, Gracie,” my mother said, pulling me toward her. “My daughter just found out through the television. She’s in shock.” Gracie’s face twisted. “In shock? She knew already. Of course she knew. Because she killed him.” Her accusation pierced me like a blade. I lifted my head and glared back at her. “I had no reason to kill him. He was my husband, the father of my child. Why would I destroy the only person who ever protected me?”

Thank you dear" She didn't want to accept Ernest not only because he had another woman but she hoped that Richard would come back one day. She sounded so foolish right? He hasn't told her it was over yet. She constantly wished for a reunion. It's crazy of her to hope so but she needed an official break up, then his place in her heart will be scraped out forever. She can't wait for him for long, from all indications he has moved on without a word. She had to accept the truth and live with it. "You've got an unknown number calling" "Oh. Thanks. Let me have it" Grace uttered as she received the phone. "This is Grace speaking" "Finally, I found you. How are you doing" the caller asked "I'm fine.

There was no longer a hint of arrogance on his face. “Jack, I told you before, stop interfering in my life. I don’t want to look you in the eye, let alone have anything to do with you. You’ve killed the most precious people in my life. You’ll always be the person I hate most in my life. To me, I never knew you,” Grace said emphatically. She looked away, refusing to look at Jackson for even a second. To her, Jackson was a murderer who had ruined her life.

“I only liked you because of your money and power. But you’ve caused my brother’s death. You have nothing now, so you might as well die! “Oh, and the baby isn’t yours either. I’ve never loved you, but you betrayed the woman who loves you so much because of me. Don’t you find it hilarious?” Damiano slumped to the floor as tears fell from his eyes. In the past, it pained me a lot to see him cry. But this time, I was calm as I watched him. Damiano no longer meant anything to me. Meanwhile, Wendy started laughing hysterically. “I’ve killed him. Let me out.” The door opened, and Wendy immediately ran out. However, the guard outside the door shot her dead in the next second. “I let you out alive,

Questions about work were mere smokescreens they had to talk about first. “Well, there nothing much to know there, Ms. Grace,” I replied dryly, watching her successfully evade my gaze. Other reporters would die for the opportunity she’d to probe further, going heads over heels and coming up with subliminal tactics to make me spill my guts. But Grace was cold and distant, making it obvious she absolutely needed to leave my presence this instant. “There was a recent buzz around of you being caught on camera with a woman.” she stopped reading and swallowed hard. “We would love to know who she is and who she is to you.”

He grabbed me, desperate. “Gemma, let me explain. I didn’t mean to...” “You did it on purpose!” Suddenly, Lily’s voice rang out from the crowd. “Uncle Chris, I saw it with my own eyes. You killed those babies. “You even said their bone marrow didn’t match mine, so they deserved to die.” “You... you ungrateful brat!” Chris started shaking all over. Lily and I exchanged a knowing glance. I still remembered asking her for a favor to testify for me today. She was the only one who had seen everything, and I needed her to help convince everyone

Levy gritted out. “Or what?” “Where. Is. He?” “Dead.” A casual shrug. “He’s dead.” Levy’s mouth dropped open, a strangling sound emerging. “You killed him?” “Yes. Yes, I did.” Grace threw her legs over the mattress, and winced. They must be paining her, he thought, wishing he were there to ease her hurts. She straightened. “Now, let’s go home. I’m eager to sleep in my own bed.”

Sophia's finger tightened on the trigger. Grace could see it. The small movement. The decision being made. This was it. This was how she died. On a frozen lake. At midnight. Shot by someone she once called her best friend. Grace had imagined death before. But never like this. Never this cold. Never this sad. She thought about Aiden. About her family. About everything she'd fought for. And she felt tired. So tired of fighting. Maybe it was easier to just let go.

Grace was so happy for Cassandra, and Cassandra was happy for her too. Just as the maid switched on the television, they could see Sophia all over the screen. News Headlines! Sophia is dead; she has sent Simy men to get rid of Grace Valdez and family with her best friend, Cassandra. The men she sent had confessed that she gave them the job; they had wanted to go carry Sophia at the hotel she lodged only to reach there and find out that Sophia, the well-known daughter of the rich Alpha, was lying down helplessly. Report also finds that Blake had killed her for hurting his feelings. Please, family, come and clear the debt and carry the dead body.