The Pinnacle Of Life

“Alex, was it you?

“You must have done this!”

Carol was sitting alone in the corner of the hall, murmuring to herself. Her gaze was

lowered but it was blood thirsty like that of a beast.

No one knew that Carol was the mastermind behind the idea of dealing with Beatrice.

She was the one who found Mona and the others to contribute to it too. However, she

was never involved in the whole process, only advising Spark to take action.

After being in jail for ten days, she was able to understand reality even more. She knew

that she had to hide her tracks even better from now on.

Just like this very moment, everyone in the family thought that Yeferson was the one

who killed Spark. She was the only one who knew what actually went down, but she

decided to keep this to herself.

‘Do you really care about Beatrice that much?’

‘You’d kill for her?’

‘We should have some fun then!’

Carol stood up and went back into her room. She installed a VPN and sent a text, [Your

daughter is probably dead, Harry Trump too. The one who killed them was Beatrice

Assex.]

and Harry’s

accusing each other, fighting like animals. Just then, Mona’s

received a text message.

he read it. “My daughter died! She’s

daughter! Harry is

How would

state of panic when their

text message, they had finally had a target, Beatrice

classmate but they weren’t

fighting over a boy!”

out together on the

guy is.

but her! She must’ve killed

her out! I know where

or so people rushed up

Ding, dong! Ding, dong!

The doorbell chimed furiously.

at the photos ofher new villa at the time.

her seat and

door was kicked

as she was knocked over by the door, falling hard to

angry mob barged in with bats

up and yelled. “Who are you?

to do?”

man kicked Dorothy in the stomach harshly. The pain

out in cold sweat.

Assex? Hand

mother recognized Beatrice.

kitchen to check out what

bulls, grabbing her by the hair and pinning her

and beat her