The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning by Max Charming Chapter 741
A bodyguard approached. “The demolition crew called. They said they’ll be here in an hour and a half.”
Zach replied, “No rush.”
Marta’s legs felt numb, and she pointed a trembling finger at Zach. “Mrs. Arnold Sr. died because of you!” she exclaimed. “You’re a monster! You’ll pay for this!”
Zach smirked, a hint of menace in his eyes. “I should be thanking you. If not for you giving the deed to Frida, its whereabouts would’ve remained a mystery. You were instrumental in my success.’
His words stung. Evelyn’s death was caused by extreme stress and anger. Marta had gone to great lengths to safeguard the Arnold residence. ‘He’s right. It’s my fault.’ Marta had devoted decades of her life to Evelyn, loving her as family. Now, the heavy burden of her role in Evelyn’s death and the barrage of emotions-guilt, pain, regret – were too much.
“I might be doomed, but so are you!” Marta’s eyes blazed as she pulled out a kitchen knife and lunged at Zach, yelling, “Die, you demon!”
She did not make it far. The bodyguard was quick, stopping her before she could get to Zach. As he stood tall over her, a flash of lightning lit the night, throwing his shadow dramatically. He stared down coldly. “Take her and the casket to the Young residence.”
The bodyguard replied, “Yes, sir!”
Dozens of people had searched the mansion, stacking items into a heap and dousing them with gasoline. Zach picked up a white sheet of art paper from the ground. It depicted a well- kept portrait of Ethan, signed by Madelyn’ at the bottom. Zach’s expression remained unreadable. He ignited the paper with his lighter and let it fall. In no time, the paper was engulfed by the flames, their intensity reflected in Zach’s eyes.
Not long after, the demolition crew arrived, ready to demolish and rebuild the mansion according to orders.
The loud thunder had jolted Madelyn awake. She was soaked in sweat, while Dalton wailed beside her. Feeling the cold spot next to her, she realized Zach must have left after she had fallen asleep. A glance at the clock on the wall revealed it was just past midnight..
Dalton always cried during thunderstorms, making it hard for Madelyn to calm her down. The thunder’s roar brought back vivid memories for Madelyn. It was eerily reminiscent of the stormy night when she underwent a surgical abortion, and the baby was taken from her womb.
Madelyn flicked on the light and gently lifted Dalton. “It’s okay, don’t cry.” Trying to stay calm, she felt a wave of anxiety. Looking for somewhere quieter, she made her way to her father’s study on the second floor.
As she stepped into the study, she recalled what Kai had told her about a hidden chamber containing her mother’s secrets. He had said there was a switch under the desk that revealed it.
With curiosity taking over and the whimpering child momentarily forgotten, she bent down to inspect. Feeling under the desk, her fingers quickly found a slightly elevated button, unusual and easy to miss if one was not looking for it.
