Chapter 18
“Your instincts were right about her. <b>Zara </b>indeed contributed to her husband’s demise. She included heart attack causing pills in his medication to get rid of him. It wouldn’t have been tough for her to do it considering that she’s <b>a </b>medical student. Faking his <b>death </b><b>as </b><b>a </b>heart attack was simpler for her because she was friends with a well–known doctor in Silverhills with whom she met during her marriage. More like friends with benefits.” Monty gave his insights while ire and Penelope were reading Zara’s husband’s fake and real autopsy reports.
Monty really did a <b>great </b>job. He got so <b>many </b>evidence, both faked by Zara <b>and </b>the real copy, along with his hand drawn connections and corrections in ces where the information was inurate.
“Zara left Hunter in greed of living an opulent life as her fiance, Clifford Phillips, was at the peak <b>of </b>sess and Hunter was still climbing the Ladders to the same position. Hunter <b>may </b>have been an heir to the wealthiest family in Bloomcrest but he was under supervision of his father, learning and excelling at a snail’s speed. He wasn’t Hunter <b>MacIntyre </b>unless you both got engaged.”
ire perused the hand written interpretation of <b>sess </b>and possession of wealth made by Monty between Hunter and Clifford
One can see that though Hunter handled the vast spread business of Matyre empire overseas, he wasn’t given a title. He was working under assistance of the CEO who managed foreign business as <b>his </b>menter for <b>years</b><b>. </b>So Zara had a benefitting choice in front of her.
It was to leave a good looking boyfriend and settle down with a less good looking fance withparatively more wealth and control over his possession. As his mistress, she would just have to snap her fingers and her desires would be fulfilled–Which was apletely different scenario with Hunter
“Zara chose Clifford and had the best two years of her married life. That <b>was </b><b>until </b>Clifford’s business failed and he miserably lost everything. He was diminished into a beggar with humongous liabilities written against his name. Multiple And huge. Zara saw where everything was <b>going </b>and <b>what </b>shape her future would take. <b>That’s </b>why she made the decision to kill him, and returned to Bloomcrest as a widow so she could manipte your husband again.”
“The circumstances in which she left Hunter, she had crafted them cleverly. While leaving she had made sure <b>that </b>if things don’t work out with Clifford Phillips<b>, </b>she would have a way toe back, and that Hunter would have no choice but to ept her”
That reminded ire of the parting message Zara had left for Hunter before leaving. She had specified that her marriage was decided by her parents, and <b>as </b><b>a </b>loyal daughter she had to fulfill their wishes.
Monty’s <b>eyes </b>were <b>ice </b>although his expression remained carefully contained. He could feel resentment that developed towards Zara unspooling within his being and <b>making </b>his <b>jaw </b>taur
“She treaded her steps discreetly and cautiously. She knew when to return and what to <b>say</b>.”
<b>ope </b>were done assessing the evidence. They seemed unconvinced though.
By then ire <b>and </b>Penelope
“Keeping in mind the evidence you gathered, I am willing to agree that Zara is dangerous and vicious. <b>But </b>what about the rape she endured? While everything <b>else </b>that happened could be a facade, rape couldn’t. <b>I </b>mean it’s just… Just so depressing for a woman to-
“I have an answer for that question <b>as </b>well, ire. Here, see this. Monty cut her off and drew out his phone.
He showed her a Pass of a membership that siphoned blood out of her and Penelope’s faces.
“This is…” It was Penelope who opened her mouth<b>, </b>but couldn’t finish her words.
“Your eyes <b>are </b>not betraying you,dies. This <b>is </b>mighty real and <b>as </b>unbelievable as it may seem, I have cross checked it and found out it is an active <b>pass</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>Monty offered.
ire stared at the picture taken of <b>a </b><b>dark </b>blue metallic debit <b>card</b>–like pass with ZL, <b>initials </b><b>on </b><b>it </b>and Zara’s name written in small letters below it There <b>was </b>also a number on it. 2478, Zara’s recognition number.
<b>ire </b>felt faint with shock. It was not just any pass.
IT WAS A PASS OF BDSM CLUB’S MEMBERSHIP
And it was Zara’s She was an active member of a BDSM club where she frequented,
“Her
<b>rape </b>was staged.” ire trailed off.
“To make your husband sympathize with her. Penelopepleted her iplete sentence.
“What Hunter and all of you perceived <b>as </b>gang rape was actually a gang bang. Zara faked it to take Hunter under her confidence, and to stiffen her grip around <b>his </b><b>neck </b>so tight that he would not see anyone else but her. Monty said as if he rested a case and settled <b>back </b></divfortably in the chair.
ire continued <b>to </b>stare at the evidence. Her head throbbed so painfully it was as though someone had driven a metal rod through the base of her skull and into the centre of her brain. All this new information about Zara was razor–sharp and it cut through her,
Zara. Zara Levine. A woman ire presumed was as pure as an angel. A woman whose soul she deemed was the holiest.
<b>s</b><b>, </b>she was <b>a </b>bitch. A spawn of Medusa. She may not have snakes on her head. But her intentions were death causing.
Suddenly, a sense of anger overpowered ire. She felt a strong need to confront Zara. So far their encounters have been passive,cking conversation or so much <b>as </b><b>an </b>eye–contact.
Anger flooded in her veins and ire got up. She wanted to see that witch who, just within a few days, managed to turn the course of her life.
She looked at Monty with a hard–faced look, “I feel so enraged that I just want to take it out on someone.”
Monty gave her a sneered grin. “I was happy to help”Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org.
Penelope followed her inside the <b>hospital </b>while <b>Monty </b>finally picked the cup of his brewing coffee and took a sip. He watched them disappear round theer as he <b>closed </b>the file and put it under his jacket.
Inside the hospital, up Chire and Penelope went on the VIP floor. Penelope remained several steps backwards as ire stormed ahead. Fumes of exasperation poured from her.
ire stopped for a mere second outside Zara’s ward. She saw her sitting on the bed, staring <b>at </b>her fingers. <b>She </b>was alone.
Opening the door, ire stepped in. Zara upped her skull. Her face was set innocently in a fine expression, as that of <b>a </b>victim of gang <b>rape</b>. She had ck fingerprints around her neck, indicating how she had been attempted to be killed. Her mouth was bruised and her left eye was ck
But the reality that ire just saw with her own eyes minutes back made her eyes smother as they rested on Zara’s weak–looking, tortured frame. “Chire” Zara blinked her eyes in surprise upon finding her in her <b>wand</b>.
“I was hoping to meet you.” Her sharine–sweet voice dripped, it sounded like a melody poisoned with pain.
<b>ire’s </b>teeth clenched. She knew this melody was rather bewitching <b>and </b>once a person got charmed with, the consequence that would followter would be the real surprise.
Moving towards the bed, ire kept her mouth <b>shut</b>. She paused <b>near </b>the bed to <b>Zara’s </b>left side,
“I heard from Cole about your condition. I know I don’t deserve to even <b>speak </b>with you after <b>what </b>Hunter did. But ire. I want to apolo=“the other half of the word transformed into a whimper as Zara felt <b>a </b>stinging p connect with her cheek.
The…
Did you expect that?
Zara is indeed something!
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