The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning by Max Charming Chapter 756
“And…” Yvonne pursed her lips and said hesitantly, “Mom had used your name to send Mrs. Arnold Sr. to the crematory, and we’ll be having a funeral for her in seven days. Do you know what’s the significance of that day?”
Zach raised an eyebrow and asked, ‘ What?”
“That day is not meant for burial. If a funeral takes place on that day, the deceased will turn into a vengeful spirit…”
Zach interrupted her with a chuckle, Hm? Do you think I killed her?” He put out his cigarette in the ashtray and stood up.
Yvonne stood in front of him and felt somewhat disorganized as her heart raced. She panicked and could not even speak properly, “N-No, it-it’s not like that! I’m your wife. How could I even accuse you of that? Zach, you’re my husband, and I’ll always be on your side.
“That’s enough. Stop with your ridiculous excuses. You can stay here, but I’m only doing this for Madelyn’s sake.”
He then turned around and sat at the desk, “Get out if you’re done.”
“Zach! I really want the best for you. You know I love you!”
“Get lost!” Zach did not hold back. Yvonne clenched her teeth and added before leaving, “I know I mean nothing to you, but it’s okay. You’ll understand in the future. My mom is plotting against you. Zach, you’ve got to be careful.” Then, she left the Jent residence dejectedly after saying that. She looked at the flowers planted in the garden and reminded herself how much effort she had put into them.
However, she still could not be the lady of that house. On that night, Evelyn’s death made it to the news. The news reported the date of her death with no other details.
Everyone sighed upon reading that. The Arnold family used to be so glorious, running a century-old business. However, their office had now become an abandoned ruin. Also, today was the day the Arnold Tower would be demolished.
In the silent study, a white mist wafted. Zach played with a metal lighter in one hand while he dialed a number with another. He sat in the dark and watched the dancing flames with his sharp and sinister gaze…
After the call was connected, Zach heard a man’s painful cry. His calm gaze indicated that he knew what was happening on the other end of the phone.
“Times are different now… you need to learn how to restrain yourself.”
“Master!” Fred called out to him. Fred was now at a place where blood was shed… a place where no one in Ventropolis dared to set foot. He was the ruler of that desolate land.
“Find where Ethan Arnold is and kill him when the time comes. Remember, don’t leave any evidence behind!”
“Yes, master,” Fred responded. Fred was like an emotionless killing machine, and Zach was the person who owned and controlled him. In the Young residence, Frida could not sleep at all because Ethan had not gotten any better.
Finally, he woke up and opened his eyes but did not move at all.
The doctor came over and said, “Mr. Arnold seems to have suffered severe damage to his central nervous system, which caused him to be in a condition similar to that of a vegetative state. I suggest seeking treatment abroad. I’m sorry, Ms. Young. There’s really nothing our hospital can do to help.”
Frida said, “W-Would he ever get better? Can he ever speak again?”
