It was no coincidence; the wax figure in the basement was a perfect, one–to–one replica of me. It even captured my expressions perfectly.
It suggested that Yael had been studying me for a long me, even before my death.
After my death, he lost his inspiration, but when Zoey girl with a face remarkably similar to mine, appeared, he began to target me again.
So he didn’t like me; it was his obsession with the pursuit of ultimate art.
Skinning, disassembling bones, and sculpting.
Just thinking about my lifeless, naked body being repeatedly examined by him before he created the wax figure sent shivers down my spine.
I wondered, “Carter, what should we do? Whitney is still suffering in Taylor’s clutches! You have to help her
“Chloe, I understand how you feel. What you need to do right now is stay calm. Yes, your sister is with a devil, but Taylor does have some affection for her. According to Yael, aside from not hating freedom, she’s safe for now. She’s living well and doesn’t face any immediate danger.”
I understood everything, but I still felt unsettled.
“Yes, we need to think long–term. How can we save Whitney? Since the Carlyns are a nest of monsters, I can’t go back there. That means I can’t meet Whitney. Has the police found any clues about the Carlyns?”
On the surface, the Carlyns were respectable businessmen. Without evidence, the police couldn’t just barge into their home.
“Nothing yet. The only leads we have are related to the Bloodshade, but the Carlyns aren’t involved in that That’s why they haven’t left and openly showed their face right before our eyes.”
Seeing the worry on my face, Carter rubbed my head and comforted, “Don’t worry. There’s always a way. The car repair shop incident already exposed half of their operation. They’re too cautious now to make any moves. If they make a mistake, we’ll uproot them completely. For now, they’ll lie low, waiting for the next chance to strike. And that’s actually better for us.”
Carter was right. I shouldn’t be the one panicking, it should be them.
We’d forced them to retreat in fear, ruining all their plans. Whether it was the Sanders or the Boltons, they couldn’t touch us for now.
We held the upper hand.
Maybe the elevator, or even many places within the Carlyns‘ territory, had surveillance cameras. Taylor must have known I was hiding in the cabinet from the start.
It makes sense for him to put a show in front of me.
The reason I died in my past life was twofold: first, I was the Sanders‘ daughter; second, Taylor needed my
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heart to transplant into Whitney,
But he didn’t know about my rebirth, and I was Carter’s wife in this life.
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That night, the bodyguards were right outside; he couldn’t touch me. If he did, it would expose his whole plan, and Carter wouldn’t spare him.
So, he played along and took Whitney, leading her to the bathroom, creating the perfect opportunity to get me out of the way.
They wanted to recuperate, which meant we had to strike first.
“Carter, what are you suggesting?
“Ill monitor the Carlyns closely. If Whitney is your sister, Anna may be the Whites‘ missing girl. If we capture Anna, the whole situation will be easier to handle.
“Last time, we caught her visiting Silas‘ grave, so she probably won’t go back there anytime soon.
“If Silas’s trail is cold, we’ll try another one. Both the Carlyns and the Whites are good entry points.”
Carter gripped my hand tightly and said, “You’re safe for now, but don’t be alone with him, and if you have To meet him, try to act natural. Don’t give him a reason to be suspicious. I’ll place a bodyguard at your school to protect you.”
“Okay, I understand.”
“Chloe, you need to give me a little more time.”
With him by my side, I felt at ease.
“By the way, Bill’s back in Snowville. He’s invited us to dinner tonight.”
Before, he and Mom had to rush for a flight, and many things were left unsaid. Now that he’s settled the property division and finalized the divorce with Mom, he’s returning quickly, likely to deal with the aftermath in Snowville.
After all, he was the father of this body, and I couldn’t sever ties completely. I agreed, “Okay.”
As Carter and I arrived at the restaurant, we saw Sadie on the ground, holding onto Bill’s legs, crying desperately.
“Dad, even though you aren’t my biological father, our father–daughter bond over the years is real. Do you know how awful my life is now? I’ll never accept that fat pig as my dad. He doesn’t care about me or Mom.”
I stopped Carter from opening the door and quietly observed Bill’s reaction.
In the past, Sadie could always coax him into giving her anything she wanted, even the stars.
But now, as he listened to her, Bill’s face was cold, with not even the slightest shift in his expression.
“So what? Should I give you an award for filial piety?”
Sadie pleaded, “I want to be your daughter again, Dad. Please take me in. This time, I’ll be good. I won’t
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make you upset again.”
Bill sneered coldly and asked. “You? My daughter? You hink you qualify for that?”
Why did I feel such complicated emotions for a stranger I had barely met?
Damian, noticing my silent tears through the rearview mirror, spoke softly to comfort me, “Mrs. Zoey, don’t be sad. There are many people in this world who are helpless in their situations. There are too many of them, and we are unable to help them all.”
“Damian, you noticed it too?”
Damian echoed, “Even when Taylor held her, she was trying to escape, not wanting him to touch her. But on the other hand, she’s with the Carlyns. We can’t just take her away by force.”
I sighed deeply. Is this all I could do?
If she didn’t leave the Carlyns, I couldn’t take her away.
When I got home, Snowflake jumped into my arms, begging for some affection. I thought back to when Snowflake had been a stray cat, rough around the edges, and now, it was well–fed and pampered, its fur shiny, her face puffed up with health. Every day, the cat loved to snuggle and seek attention.
But Whitney was still with the Carlyns. Despite living in luxury, she had no freedom. What was the difference between her and a prisoner?
“If only she were like you,” I muttered. “A single leap, and she could escape, leaving that place behind for good.”
“Meow…” Snowflake mewed in agreement.
Carter appeared at the door, his face marked by exhaustion.
I knew that, besides work, he was secretly investigating the whereabouts of Bloodshade, the shadowy organization that had briefly disappeared.
It had given us a temporary break, a fleeting sense of safety, but no one knew when they might return or what schemes they were planning.
Carter wanted to be prepared before their next appearance.
I put Snowflake down and took Carter’s coat. “You’re home,” I said..
“Yeah.” He opened his arms, pulling me into his arms. I missed you.”
Today, I had been at school all day, unlike the past few days when we had spent nearly every moment together.
Ithought that after spending so much time together, the novelty would wear off
