Chapter 1985


    Persephone fell into silence.


    She didn''t know but could guess a few things. Seamus'' ambition wasn''t to be the head steward of


    the Hamertons. His target was most likely her.


    It was just that he had countless opportunities to make a move on her from childhood to adulthood, and


    he hadn''t done it, had he?


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    "Think about it. What did Madame Bailey experience before?" Catherine looked at her with worry. "Stop


    trusting Seamus. He''s a lunatic, a pervert!


    "The past two times he wanted to leave with you, something odd happened each time. Those weren''t


    coincidences!"


    Persephone lowered her head in sorrow.


    "For so many years, Seamus has been like family to me," she said softly after a while. "I really don''t


    understand why..."


    Catherine patted her back, casting a sympathetic nce at her.


    It was just that Persephone didn''t really not understand. She just didn''t want to face this reality.


    Seamus had a humble background. He had always felt inferior. He was dedicated to protecting her but


    also wanted to pull her into his world.


    Persephone took a deep breath and was about to say something to Catherine when suddenly,


    gunshots echoed from outside!


    Startled, she rushed out. Catherine grabbed her and, after exchanging a look, stepped out ahead.


    "Miss, be careful..."


    Persephone feignedposure as she stepped out.


    One of the two bodyguardsy in a pool of blood while Seamus stood there with his gun in hand. His


    presence was chilling, as if a ghost lingered in the mortal realm.


    His expression remained unchanged upon seeing Persephone, but a dark glint brewed in his eyes.


    "You''re really here," he said coldly, then nced at Catherine. "Looks like you already know everything,


    huh?"


    Persephone bit her lip. "Are you afraid that I know?"


    Seamus didn''t respond. He just shed a disdainful smile.


    She asked softly, "Seamus, do you want to take me away, or are you scheming to have me die by your


    hands?"


    Seamus'' grip on the gun trembled.


    "I believe your past kindness to me was real." She stared into his eyes. "But the evil you''re doing now


    is also real!"


    Seamus pursed his lips, remaining silent.


    "You know how important Greta is to me!" Persephone couldn''t forgive him anymore.


    "She''s my best friend!"


    "I did it for you." Seamus looked up. "You have no idea how dark people''s hearts can be. Only I can


    protect you!"


    "Shut up!" Catherine couldn''t take it anymore, stepping in front of Persephone. "You''ve killed so many


    people and done so many wrongs. Can you sleep at night? Do you really have no guilt?"


    Seamus looked at her, then suddenly burst intoughter.


    Each peal ofughter shook Persephone''s heart. The man lying in the dark pool of blood hadn''t even


    closed his eyes—a bullet had pierced his heart.


    Persephone would never know that this person had died trying to warn her, but in Seamus'' eyes, this


    person''s death was the fate of a traitor.