Chapter 157: Cupid’s Wish
Elias looked at Evelyn in horror, a shiver running down his spine. So, Annabelle was still alive? But how?
Zevian also looked at his wife in confusion. There was no way Annabelle was still alive. They had already confirmed it many times. His lips slowly curled up in a subtle smirk, understanding what Evelyn was trying to do. A dangerous glint lit his eyes. She was distracting them to the dead end, making them run around false clues while they dug deeper into whatever mess Sophia had sprawled in this family.
Elias stared at his sister, his face paling, his hands twitching slightly as though he wanted to do something—anything—but felt his throat dry.
"What rubbish are you spouting?" He glowered, his frustration mixed with fear. She must be tricking him! He was sure but his next words made him highly doubt it.
Evelyn was silent for a few torturous seconds before she tilted her head slightly, her voice softening, deceptively gentle. "I heard the Igor family had taken back their daughter and replaced her body with someone else. I mean with money and power you know they could clearly afford plastic surgery over a dead body.... Make it look similar to Annabelle, right?"
When Elias paled further, Evelyn added, "Laila is still recovering from that fall. And the Igors are sparing no effort to find out who caused such damage to her body. But since you and your mother are innocent, there’s nothing to worry about, Eli."
The barest flicker of terror crossed Elias’s eyes. He swallowed hard, a subtle tremor in his voice. "You’re bluffing."
Evelyn let the moment hang, watching him shift uncomfortably. "Am I?" she asked with a light shrug. Well, Ronan Igor, my client and closet friend, seemed... furious, actually, when he attended the grand ’funeral’ you arranged for Annabelle. I tried to console him, but he looked like death himself that day, Eli."
Elias’s horror was apparent now. Sophia had mentioned how Evelyn had rushed to a stranger and asked absurd questions about Annabelle, but he hadn’t anticipated that to be actually true!
"Brace yourself, Eli," Evelyn continued, her gaze direct, unwavering. "You might see her again sooner than you expect."
And then Evelyn rose to leave, pausing just long enough for her final words to cut deep. "If I were you, I’d hurry up and finish her this time. Imagine how disappointed William would be if he learned his ’ real daughter’ was a fraud brought by your mother."