Novel & Cerita Who Killed Grace

Luciano was waiting to walk me down the aisle once we reach the church. “You look beautiful” she smiled at me and leaned in to whisper thins to me, “thank you for killing Luciano. He was a bastard who hurt me and my daughter so thank you.” I gave her a cunt nod as I watch tears form in her eyes. No wonder she was not sad when news came of his death. Just as I said before, men are disgusting and if I had my way, I would just end all of them yet here I am about to wed one.

Then, one night while driving a drunken Abigail home, she drove the car off the cross-sea bridge. I watched in shock as Grace smiled and pinned a dried lily of the valley to her chest. The next second, she rushed toward the bridge barrier without hesitation. "If I had known that it would end like this, I should have taken you away no matter the cost." Those were the final words Grace spoke before her death. Remembering the shock of that moment, I looked at Grace before me, briefly lost in thought. "What are you thinking about?" she asked. Her pleasant voice reached me, and my Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously. I was just about to answer when a discordant voice shattered the moment.

He was ready to fire back at her, and Grace didn't look like she was willing to be defeated as well. He turned to walk away when Grace murmured, “Coward” I chuckled, but it wasn't funny to Marcus, he was ready to attack her when I stopped him again. “Do you even know who you are siding with? Do you think Raymond is a good person?” She asked, and I raised my hand, slapping it on my chest, “Honey, that hurts,” I said, but she rolled her eyes at me before saying, “Let me inform you that this same man was the one who killed your beloved Caroline. Do you think she just died? Someone killed her and this man right here was the one who did it”

He appeared at the end of the corridor, gun raised, his face cut with fury. “What the hell are you doing out here?” he snapped, striding toward her. “I couldn’t just wait!” she stammered. “They’re inside ” Before she could finish, a shadow broke from the side passage. A masked man lunged, weapon raised. Grace froze. Time fractured. The gunshot rang out, deafening in the narrow hall. The man collapsed, blood pooling beneath him. Grace gasped, realizing her finger was on the trigger. She had fired. She had killed him.

"No. The medical examiner is cooperative.He’d declare it was a Heart attack. By the time anyone questions it, Donald will be buried and forgotten." Victoria's blood ran cold. This was it, a proof of premeditated assasination. "Who is that?" Victoria requested. "Whose voice is that?" Before Grace could upon her mouth to call out the name, a gunshot came from nowhere. Grace fell instantly with blood gushing out from her chest. Victoria screamed, diving to hide herself behind a rusted machine. "VICTORIA, GET OUT!" King's voice through the earpiece. "NOW!" But Victoria couldn't move. Grace was dying five feet away, the phone with its recording skittering across the floor.

, He commanded her painfully. Grace quickly wiped the tears from the back of her hand and opened her mouth. She knew that if he wanted to have dinner with her then nothing and no one could stop him, including her. *** “I am sorry for what I did. I shouldn’t have killed him in front of you but at that moment, that was the only thing I could do at that moment. He was a…”

She watched in dull silence as Ricky lifted the phone in his hand, showing her a picture of Grace smiling. "Grace died last night. Suicide they think." Ricky shrugged. "I ain't gonna pretend like she was a good person because she's dead." "No," Jess muttered. "Oh no."

He asked, Dora had began to kick in her chair yelling out curses and warning Grace not to shoot him but Grace was scared not of her but her father, “I will kill you, I swear I will kill you!!" Dora yelled at Grace, the latter didn't even turn to look at her, she pointed the gun at Ben, “Dad please, don't do this. It wasn't Ben who killed all those Mafia Lords, it was me!" She suddenly screamed, The Don held his hand up to stop Grace as he went and stood in front of Dora.

Did you really kill Grace? "Yes, I killed Grace." Chelsey was like a bloodthirsty maniac, saying emotionlessly, "I not only killed Grace, but also anyone who stopped me from being with William, I will not let him live in this world..." As she spoke, she drew closer to Zachary and said word by word, "Cover! Kuo! You!" Hearing that Chelsey was going to kill him, Zachary smiled and said, "It seems that in your heart, I really don't have any status at all. In that case, we have nothing to say."

They had even fooled me. Apollo’s father finally found his voice, his confusion breaking through the shock. “Apollo,” he said hoarsely, “what is going on?” Apollo looked at me one last time, something unreadable passing through his gaze, before finally standing up. He turned toward his father and the rest of the room, his presence instantly commanding attention. “Grace is right,” he said calmly. “They were both killed.” The room went silent. “And, just as the killer believes she’s close to getting what she wants, we’re close to getting her.”