Chapter 4

“Amelia!”

I had pushed Chloe to safety, but seeing me submerged in sand, she jumped back down without a second thought.

With one hand, she dug me out of the sand, forcing me to stand upright so I wouldn't suffocate.

I knew this couldn't continue. I no longer had the strength to climb back to the slope.

“Chloe, I… I’m not going to make it.”

“Put me in front of you. You survive, then go find Alexander.”

Alexander was the true head of the Kellen Corporation.

With him, my innocence would surely be proven.

Chloe held me tightly with her one hand.

“No, Amelia! If we die, we die together! I never want to see that monster again!”

Even injured, I was stronger than a pampered, one-armed young lady like her.

Ignoring her struggles, I tied her securely.

If only one of us could live, I would make sure it was her!

Under my desperate gaze, Chloe finally stopped resisting.

“Amelia, it’s okay, I still have one hand…”

“I don’t hurt anymore. If he tries anything else, I’ll use this hand to block it.”

I didn't argue with her naive words, only felt a ridiculous pity for myself.

After marrying into the Kellen family, I'd poured my heart and soul into their affairs, only to be killed by my own husband in the end.

Just as I thought I’d be riddled with knives, Brandon suddenly appeared directly above us.

A knife hovered above Chloe’s head.

I was too weak to move, and couldn’t think of a better solution.

I frantically turned the phone’s camera towards Chloe and shouted.

“Brandon, I beg you, believe me one last time, okay?”

“This really is your sister! I’m not lying! It’s your own sister!”

Brandon on the FaceTime call impatiently rolled his eyes.

“Amelia, you’re still so delusional, even when death is at your doorstep?”

Vanessa’s simpering voice also came through.

“Brandon, she’s just banking on your soft heart. Your sister is a Kellen heiress, how could she look so poor and ragged, with torn clothes?”

“Exactly! I personally picked out your sister’s princess dress for Disney last night. Your sister can just go to hell with you!”

“No!”

Knives rained down from above. Chloe lunged forward, shielding me.

“Amelia, live well for both of us.”

Dozens of knives, from head to toe, pierced her body.

Scalding blood streamed onto me. I met Chloe’s eyes, and they were filled with nothing but worry for me.

Even in death, she was thinking of me, her sister-in-law.

Vanessa laughed wildly:

“Oh, what touching sisterly devotion.”

“Dying with a bitch for company isn’t lonely, is it? Liam was all alone when he died!”

The bodyguards, having recovered, resumed shoveling sand into the pit.

I stared blankly at Brandon above me, the husband who once swore to love me forever.

The demon who killed his own sister.

He looked down at me, condescendingly:

“Kneel and beg me, and I might leave you a whole body, and bury you two sisters together.”

Vanessa tugged at his arm, cooing:

“Brandon, you help dig too. Seeing her for another second just reminds me of my poor dead brother.”

I watched the sand rise rapidly, already burying my chest, about to engulf my neck.

Chloe’s body was right before my eyes, one hand still clutching me tightly.

“Brandon, even if I die, I’ll turn into a vengeful spirit and tear you limb from limb!”

Brandon clapped his hands.

“That’s my wife, speaking so boldly. Well, go ahead and die now!”

Just as the quicksand was about to swallow me, the sound of dozens of SUVs roared from all directions.

Brandon’s voice trembled as he asked the man getting out of a vehicle.

“Alexander… why are you here?”