Chapter 636 She Felt Oddly Familiar
After Eustace left, Xavia stood in the courtyard and shivered from the cold. Refusing to let him have
his way, she tightened her cor and followed after him.
Harold was standing inside the room next door when Xavia passed by. She caught a glimpse of him
and felt a sense of familiarity. Curiosity got the better of her and she halted her steps. She gently
pushed the door open to take a closer look, but before she could see clearly, Harold raised his cane
and swung it toward her.
Xavia narrowly dodged the hit, but her movements were restricted due to her pregnancy and she
got hit on the arm. She let out a sharp scream of pain and was left stunned when she fixed her gaze
on Harold.
‘What?! How was this decrepit thing still alive?!''
"That child in your womb isn''t Joseph''s! How dare you deceive all of us, you vile witch!"
He had sensed that something was amiss long ago but had not managed to find any evidence.
However, everything was now crystal clear. Xavia had actively sowed discord between Joseph and
Chloe, inserting herself between them and wreaking havoc in their lives. But she had not stopped
there. She deceitfully imed to be carrying Joseph''s child, inflicting even more injustice upon
Chloe.
In the end, it was all just a scam.
"That’s not true, Grandpa. I am carrying Joe''s child. You must have heard it all wrong since you''re
old," Xavia said, attempting to deceive her way out. She glued her eyes on Harold, while also subtly
surveying her surroundings for any surveince devices. "Didn’t you pass away a while ago?"
"What does that have to do with you?" Harold''s face turned stern, his voice seething with anger.
"And don''t call me Grandpa. You’re not my granddaughter. You have no ties to the Whitmans.
You''vemitted an immoral act, and you should prepare to face the consequences."
Refusing to say another word to her, Harold turned to head back to his room to call Joseph and
reveal the truth. Behind him, a malicious intent crossed Xavia''s mind. She looked toward a nearby
flower vase before lowering her head to study her gloved hand, her gaze growing increasingly dark.
A loud noise echoed throughout the room as the vase shattered, its shards now sttered with
blood.
Harold trembled and his phone slipped from his hand, dropping to the ground as blood began to
trickle down his forehead. He stiffly turned around, locking eyes with Xavia.
"If you want to me someone, me yourself for meddling in my affairs and crossing paths with
me here today."
Harold felt dizzy, his lips parted in disbelief as he pointed at her, unable to fathom her heartlessness
and deranged behavior. But before he could utter a word, he copsed to the floor.
Xavia showed no signs of panic. Knowing that the probability of Harold''s survival was minimal, she
quickly fled the scene. Given his age, a fall like that could easily be fatal, and considering his
already frail health, being struck on the back of his head would likely be the end of him.
Havingmitted the act without any fear, Xavia felt exhrated and excited. She had discovered
Harold''s big secret of faking his death and was eager to report it to Cyrus so that they could
transform his staged demise into an actual one.
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As Chloe arrived at her destination, she stood before Private Room No.2 and raised her hand to
knock on the door.
There was no response from inside.
She knocked again, "Is anyone there?"
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Still no answer.
Was she here too early?
Chloe hesitated for a few seconds before gently pushing open the door. The strong smell of blood
instantly assaulted her, and she was met with a pool of crimson on the floor. Her gaze followed the
trail upward, where she found Harold lying unconscious on the floor. Her mind went nk, and she
reached out with trembling hands to check his breath. Though weak, she was relieved to find that
he was still breathing.
She had fallen asleep on her way here, and being her first time in this area of concealed, winding
paths, she was worried that she would not be able to urately convey her location to emergency
services and potentially hinder the rescue efforts. Immediately, she got up and decided to seek
assistance from the staff to confirm the exact position.
As Chloe rushed out of the room, she collided with a womaning her way. She felt like she had
caught a lifeline and quickly took out her phone to dial emergency services. Meanwhile, she asked,
"Excuse me, is this themercial district in the northern region?"
Upon seeing Chloe, the woman smiled. Chloe stared at the woman and her brows slowly knitted
together. Even though she had never met this woman before, for some reason, she found the
woman’s face oddly familiar as if she had seen it a thousand times.
"Yes, this is themercial district in the northern region. What''s the matter?" the woman asked.
Chloe''s mind was preupied with worry for Harold, so she momentarily set aside her puzzlement
about the woman and urgently dialed emergency services. "Hello, my grandfather is injured and I
need an ambnce."
The woman froze for a moment. She took a few steps forward, and upon seeing the scene inside
the private room, she screamed in fright.
"What happened, baby?"
When Nathan heard Amelia''s cry, he rushed out from the adjacent private room to check on her.
Amelia pointed anxiously at Private Room No.2, then shifted her gaze toward Chloe. Nathan was
surprised to encounter Chloe here but first went to check on Room No. 2. The scene that greeted
him left him horrified.
"What''s going on, Chloe? How is Mr. Harold..."
After calling emergency services, Chloe replied, "He was already like this when I came in."
Nathan''s brows furrowed deeply, and he did not say anything more. Instead, he immediately
contacted Joseph. When the ambnce arrived, he went with them as they rushed Harold to the
emergency room, where Joseph arrived at the same time.