Chapter 285 Claire Is Dead

Caroline saw that Zachary wasn’t as angry anymore, so she took the chance to throw herself into his arms.

“Zachary, I’m just like this, such a tease, don’t you love it?”

At that moment, Caroline felt her whole body heat up. Maybe it was because she had given herself to this man for the first time. Before she’d gone to Noah’s, she hadn’t noticed it. But after being with Noah, and now back here with Zachary, the feeling was just… different.

With Noah, sure, there was excitement—especially when Jason brought in those other guys. She felt this insane thrill, almost like a high. But afterward, it always left her feeling empty. It was like eating junk food. It smelled good and made her crave it, but after eating, she felt sick.

“Love it? Let’s see just how much of a tease you really are.”

Zachary hooked a finger under her chin. He loved this side of her. Especially in bed—the way they moved together, it was something else. It felt like every part of hers was made for him.

“How about we take this to the basement, Zachary?”

Caroline’s excitement was building. It was a feeling she’d never had with Noah.

“Oh, the basement, huh? That’s where you can really let loose, right?” Zachary laughed, leaning in close to her ear.

“Come on, Zachary, it’s all your fault. You’re too much—every time I see you, I can’t help myself.”

Caroline grabbed his hand, pressing it against her chest.

“Oh yeah? Alright then, let’s see how bad you want it.” Zachary grinned, tugging on the leash around her neck as they headed for the basement.

Moments later, Caroline was on all fours, her body trembling as she knelt, her tail wagging like a needy little pet.

“Zachary, come on! I’ve been dying for it, please!”

This time, Caroline went all out, using every dirty word and position she could think of. And, of course, Zachary was more than satisfied.

When it was over, Caroline felt like a limp ragdoll on the floor, too drained to move a muscle. Even though she was completely spent, she still tried to justify it to herself. She told herself it was all for Frederick, to get closer to the man she really loved. Everything she did with Zachary was just a means to an end, nothing more.

“Zachary, we need to find Claire’s body. I’ve been keeping an eye on Frederick—he’s still got people looking. If he finds her before we do, it could be trouble.”

Caroline remembered what had happened at the Kingstown Security Department today and spoke up quickly. Zachary was still pissed about her taking things into her own hands with Claire, but he knew the situation was serious.

He got up and grabbed his phone, calling one of his men. “Get a team to Wits Mountain right now. Find the bodies—one male, one female.”

After hanging up, he thought for a moment and sent a text to his boss: [Boss, Frederick is still looking for Claire. He hasn’t given up. I’m worried this might become a problem, so I’ve sent people to find Claire and Antony’s bodies.]

[But there’s a chance Frederick might also send a team—he’s got more manpower than I do since he controls the city department.]

A reply came through a moment later.

[Don’t worry about it. We’ll make sure Frederick’s efforts are slowed down.]

[Understood.] Zachary finally felt a bit of relief.

Meanwhile, at the bottom of Wits Mountain Cliff, Claire’s body was hanging from a branch of a twisted old tree. Antony was dangling from another tree nearby. Both of them were covered in blood—Claire especially, her clothes soaked through.

When Antony finally came to, the first thing he saw was Claire, her body stained red. A broken branch was sticking out of her, and her blood had long since stopped flowing. The realization hit Antony like a punch to the gut. No more blood… Claire was dead?