Chapter 278
The voice sobbed.
"I’ve seen many rich men, but only Mr. Moran treats me kindly. He smiles at me warmly and takes the time to chat. He brings me gifts when he comes home. On my birthday, he gives me beautiful clothes and jewelry. When I’m not feeling well, he encourages me to rest. And whenever I change my hairstyle or outfit, he always praises me and calls me beautiful..."
Adele said a lot about how Nicolas cared about her and treated her well.
The Morans were speechless.
In fact, as long as there was no deep-seated hatred, Nicolas had always been a gentleman and considerate toward women—no matter rich or poor, young or old. It was simply part of his nature, talent, and habit. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have attracted so many women. It was foolish of Adele to think she was anything special.
Adele’s voice echoed,
"You already have everything. Mr. Moran loves you deeply. His flirtatious nature is the only flaw in your life. Why can’t you accept it? Why do you demand perfection? Life is meant to be filled with regrets and imperfections. Why can’t you see that? I can’t allow you to ruin this family and my ideal life... So, I have no choice but to send you out of this world. Don’t blame me for being heartless; you’ve already had more than enough in your lifetime."
Avery turned off the phone and did not play the recording again.
"Do you have anything else to say for yourself?" she asked, staring at Adele.
Adele’s face was pale.
"You installed a recording in Mrs. Moran’s grave."