Chapter 113
Third–person POV
Amber sat at the dining table, the letter from Alison clutched tightly in her hand. Her eyes flickered
across the words, disbelief etched into her features as she absorbed the shocking revtion that
Alison’s death had been a murder.
The seriousness of the usation in the letter settled heavily in her chest, causing her to feel a surge
of conflicting emotions in her mind. After everything that had transpired between them, she never
expected to receive a letter from Alison, let alone one that detailed the circumstances of her death.
The letter was telling Amber that whatever the circumstances of her death were, Amber should know
that she was killed. Alison also mentioned in the letter that she wasn’t going to apologize for anything
that she did to Amber because she wasn’t sorry. She’d add that she didn’t regret hurting Amber
because she hated her and enjoyed watching her suffer.
Amber would let out a sigh of disbelief as she could feel the hatred Alison had for her through the letter.
After Alison had made it clear that she wasn’t going to apologize, she went ahead to tell Amber that
she knew the people who killed her but wouldn’t directly mention their names in the letter. In the final
part of her letter, Alison states that as her final act of kindness to Amber, she’d leave Amber a parting
gift, and she expects Amber to use it well.
She’d then end the letter by telling Amber that no matter how hard she tried, she could never live her
life like a normal person, so she should not bother trying so hard and embrace the bitterness in her.
As Amber finished reading the letter, a sense of dread gnawing at her, Amber’s gaze drifted to the
envelope in her hand. Frowning, she carefully extracted the remaining contents, releasing a pen and a
small, transparent case holding an SD card onto the table. Confusion clouded her features as she
stared at the unfamiliar objects, her mind racing to understand the significance of Alison’s parting gifts.
Before she could make sense of the mysterious items, Ricard entered the room, his footsteps echoing
across the floor. Sensing his presence, Amber looked up, her eyes wide with confusion, as he
approached the table. His gaze fell on the letter, pen, and SD card, a puzzled expression crossing his
features as he took in the scene before him.
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“What’s all this, Amber? Who do this pen and that thing belong to, and why were you staring at it so
intensely?” Ricard’s voice wasced with curiosity and concern as he turned to her, waiting for an
exnation.
Amber nced up at him, her expression a mixture of shock and frustration. Taking a moment to collect
her thoughts, she finally replied, her voice tinged with a touch of disbelief. “Alison sent them to me, but I
don’t know what it’s supposed to mean.”
Ricard’s brow furrowed in confusion, his eyes narrowing as he processed her words. “But… I thought
you told me just a few days ago that Alison was believed to have taken her own life. How could a dead
person have sent you all this?” he questioned. His voice held a note of confusion, along with a hint of
skepticism in his tone.
Amber’s heart hammered in her chest, the confusion surrounding the items in front of her crashing
down around her. “I… I don’t know, Ricard,” she admitted, a sense of unease settling in the pit of her
stomach. “This letter, the pen, the SD card–they’re all from Alison, and I can confirm it’s her
handwriting. From what this says, it seems like she knew something was going to happen to her, and
she wanted me to know the truth.”
As Richard gingerly picked up the pen from the table, his fingers explored the sleek design of the pen
before pressing a seemingly innocent button at the top. To his surprise, the soft click revealed a hidden
feature–the pen was a recorder.
He looked up at Amber, his eyes wide with surprise, and gestured towards the pen. “Amber, this isn’t
just a pen. It’s a recorder.”
Amber’s brow furrowed in confusion as she watched Richard’s revtion. “A recorder? Why would
Alison give me a recorder?” she questioned, her voice tinged with a mixture of curiosity and unease.
Richard sighed softly, curiosity settling over him as he decided to y the recording on the pen. With a
simple click of a button, the recorded voices filled the room. The first voice that resonated through the
speaker was unmistakably Alison’s, causing a shiver to run down Amber’s spine.
Alison’s voice rang out, her tone direct and inquisitive as she questioned an unknown individual’s
presence in her office. The mysterious person responded with a casual familiarity that sent a chill down
Amber’s spine, asking why he woulde if not to see her. The realization dawned on both Amber and
Richard simultaneously, their eyes meeting in shared disbelief.
“That voice… it’s Kayden, Amber uttered, her voice barely above a whisper.
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Richard nodded in silent agreement, his gaze fixated on the pen recorder as they listened intently to
the conversation unfolding from the recorder.
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Alison pressed Kayden, asking why he had arrived at her office without prior notice, even going so far
as to shut down the CCTV cameras for the sake of secrecy. Kayden’s chuckle reverberated through
the recording, his voice oozing with a sinister edge as he exined his motive.
The anticipation between Richard and Amber thickened as they listened to Alison probe further,
wanting to understand the purpose behind Kayden’s secret visit. Kayden’s response sent a shiver of
apprehension down Amber’s spine as he demanded that Alison provide audio and video recordings of
her
encounters with Marlene.
“Why would he need recordings of Marlene and Alison’s meetings? What could he be nning?” Amb
spoke out, her eyes darting to Richard for answers.
Richard’s expression darkened, a frown creasing his brow as he contemted the implications of
Kayden s request. “It’s clear that Kayden has a hidden agenda, one that involves your sister. And I
doubt
she’s aware,” he surmised, not the least bit surprised.
Amber and Richard sat in tense silence, the air heavy with the damning revtionsing out of the
pen recorder. With deep breaths, they continued to listen to the recording.
Alison’s voice, tinged with skepticism, resonated through the room as she confronted Kayden about his
audacious demands. She questioned the reason behind his belief that she wouldply with his
request. for audio and video recordings of Marlene’s visits.
“Why would I agree to such a request? Is Marlene even aware of your intentions?”
Kayden’s response was chilling, his voice devoid of remorse as he scoffed at Alison’s concerns.
“Marlene doesn’t need to know. And if you value everything you hold dear, you’ll keep your mouth.
shut.”
Amber clenched her fists, her jaw tightening in outrage at Kayden’s callous disregard for even the life of
the one he chose.
Alison’s sigh echoed through the recording, a weary resignation evident in her next question. She
confronted Kayden about the second favor he wanted from her, her voice tinged with a flicker of dread.
Kayden’s response sent a chill down Amber and Richard’s spines; his intentions wereid bare in his
words.
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“I want you, Marlene, to get me the same drugs you used on Amber. The ones that worsened her men
state” he demanded.
Amber’s eyes widened in shock, a sharp gasp escaping her lips as she was reminded once again of
the full extent of Kayden’s evil.
Richard’s jaw clenched in silent fury, his gaze locked on the pen recorder as they listened on.
Alison’s voice quivered with disbelief as she queried Kayden’s motives, her words desperate for
understanding. Kayden’s chilling chuckle reverberated through the room, a cruel smirk evident in his
response.
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“It’s none of your concern, Alison. But since you’re so eager to know, let’s just say that I want to
keep my dear wife Marlene on a tight leash.” Kayden’s words dripped with venom, and both Amber an
Richard couldn’t believe their ears.
“What a sick bastard!”
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