Chapter 148: Suicide Or Murder?
"Let’s get out of here, sir," Carson suggested, almost pleading. "Please! I beg you!"
When Benjamin learned that Laila was his daughter-in-law’s illegitimate child, one born before she even became a part of his family, he explicitly ordered that this truth be buried along with Annabelle’s body. He didn’t care if Grace was affected by it and had no intentions of helping her. His family’s reputation came before anyone, and Ronan had come here against his orders.
Luckily, many guests didn’t recognize him, and whoever tried to fail, as Ronan was forced to wear a mask. Grabbing his hand, Carson quickly dragged him toward the entrance. If it reached even a single news channel, that old man wouldn’t hesitate to cut their throats.
Evelyn glanced at how Ronan walked out as if they were complete strangers. Did he also believe that she had murdered Annabelle? Was that why he didn’t step up to help her? He always had, even when she denied guilt. But today, when she needed him the most...
Zevian walked over to Evelyn and held onto her shoulder. He rubbed it gently, trying to help her not lose her ground. She had been so bold a few minutes earlier, and they needed her to remain so, to cast doubt on the fake accusations put on her.
No one had a clear picture of what exactly happened that night, except for the fact that a maid was allegedly hired by Evelyn to murder Annabelle. The maid had confessed to the police, and they were thoroughly investigating her. Until then, Evelyn needed to stay strong and grounded.
Evelyn felt her heartache grow as her eyes locked with William’s. A tear slipped from his eye, something he seemed to have held back for so long.
"I didn’t kill her. Trust me," Evelyn tried to talk to him. "Please..." she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Get out!" William declared, his voice loud but shaking with emotion. "Don’t show me your face again!" he added, clear hatred visible in his eyes. Was there also something like guilt? Maybe regret for ever thinking Evelyn was not what he had believed all these years. But it was shattered now, this time beyond repair.
Even Elias seemed to have accepted it, not defending his sister like he always had, which solidified William’s beliefs even more. He had made the mistake of trying to see Gracie in this woman, and he regretted ever comparing them.
"Didn’t you hear what he said?" Sophia screamed, tears streaming down her face. Pointing at the door, she added, "Get out!"