Chapter 183

The fear in Megan's heart was sharp, her pulse quickening as Evelyn stood over her, gun in hand, her expression twisted with a mixture of anger and satisfaction.

Brittany stood nearby, her posture tense, her face a mask of conflicting emotions. Megan could see the hesitation in her sister’s eyes, a flicker of uncertainty that was an opposite of the cold malice she had shown earlier. But there was no time to dwell on it. Not with Evelyn so close, her finger poised on the trigger.

“Stay out of this, Brittany,” Evelyn snapped, her voice hard and cold. “You’re just as stupid as Sonia was, and that’s why she’s dead.”

Evelyn’s words cut through the air like a knife, and Megan’s heart lurched. She looked at the woman closely, wondering if she'd just misheard. Did she just admit to knowing about her mother's death?

“What do you know about my mother's death? Megan asked with a shaky voice.

She watched as Evelyn struggled to maintain her composure, her hand shaking slightly as she pressed the