Chapter 70  Nicole wore an innocent expression. “What? You want to give me your shares? That doesn’t feel right. All I need is the love of my parents and brothers. What would I do with all those shares anyway?”  “You’re such a sweet child. Of course, we love you. Take them as a little compensation for the hard times you endured growing up. We’ve heard you had a rough childhood.”  “That’s all behind me now.” Nicole shook her head. “With your love, I feel like the luckiest person in the world. But if my sister comes back, she might be really upset.”  “Why should she be upset? We’re giving these to you willingly. It’s none of her concem. The Kennedy family wasn’t built by her.”  “Mom, Dad, you’re just so good to me.”  Nicole leaned on my mother, and in a corner where no one else could see, I caught a glimpse of her lips curving into a slight smirk.  I  Wwwas obvious that the shares weren’t a mere coincidence but something she had strategically sought after.  I couldn’t quite wrap my head around it. She had Chase’s affection and was the apple of the Kennedy family’s eye, She could have anything she wanted, like that jewelry worth millions that Mom gifted her on a whim. She already possessed immense wealth. So why was she still after the shares? First, she targeted Grandma, and now it was the whole family.  I thought my death was the end of everything, but now I had this unsettling feeling.  Nicole’s ambitions went far beyond just my demise! She seemed to be orchestrating something much bigger, perhaps involving the Kennedy or Reyes family.  Nicole, what exactly are you planning?  “Tomorrow,  me rest,  1, Nicole. Just come by to sign the papers when they’re ready”  I’ll get the lawyer to sort this out. You should get some  “Thank you, Dad.”  “Silly girl, we are a family. Consider it an early wedding gift from us.”  Nicole handed the bowl to Mom, “Mom, the chicken soup has cooled down. You can drink it now.”  “You’re such a sweetheart.”  Standing to the side, I desperately wanted to stop them. “Don’t drink it, please don’t drink!”  But no one could hear me. I could only watch helplessly as my mom drank the chicken soup from the bowl that held my ashes.  Nicole then encouraged my brother and dad to drink the soup, but they declined.  “Come on, it’s a token of our daughter’s kindness. Once she’s married, you might miss moments like these.”  “Alright, let’s have a little then.”  The family seemed so happy together, making me feel like a stranger.  Heartbroken, I stepped away from the Kennedy family, determined to find the rest of my body.  My skin had been made into a book, and my bones were ground into powder. But what about my  flesh…  Was it fed to the dogs or ground up and tossed into the sewer?  When I opened my eyes again, all I saw was a dark sky and the deafening roar of thunder. I wasn’t indoors. Was I at my burial site? Both shocked and relieved, I looked around to figure out where I was.  It was still a familiar scene because right behind me was the home I shared with Chase  Walt, why am I here? Could they have been bold enough to bury me at  my  own marital home?  I had invested so much time buying and decorating that place. I loved gardening, so even before moving in, I had planted many flowers and plants, making the soil rich in both the front and back yards.  A chilling thought crossed my mind, ‘Had my body turned into fertilizer for the garden?  “Bogm!” Lightning ripped across the sky, followed by rolling thunder.  In that moment of chaos, I noticed something new in the front yard.  Chapter 71