Chapter 281

The basement was gloomy and airless. Shelia had been there for only three hours, but the damp, heavy atmosphere was already chipping away at her sanity. “Let me out… Let me out!” she cried, her fists pounding against the solid door. Unfortunately, the thick walls swallowed her screams, rendering them useless.

After a while, the door creaked open, a sliver of harsh light slicing into the darkness. Before Shelia could feel relief, she saw her mother. Clarissa had been tortured for days and was teetering on the edge of a breakdown. Upon seeing the pitch-black room, she recoiled in fear.

“No, I don’t want it,” she whimpered, trying to back away. But her captors showed no mercy, throwing her into the room.

“Ah!” Shelia jumped back, startled, as Clarissa writhed towards her. Terror gripped Shelia, and she shouted, “What are you doing? I’m pregnant with Juan’s child. You can’t do this to me!”

Just then, Juan walked in. His sudden appearance brought a glimmer of hope to Shelia. She rushed towards him, clutching at his shirt. “Juan, you’ve finally come to see me. I can explain everything.”

“No need to explain,” Juan cut her off, his voice colder and more unfamiliar than she had ever heard it. He crouched down, his eyes filled with icy disdain, as he grabbed her chin, tilting her face slightly. “Shelia, I’ve already figured out everything—impersonation, murder, all of it.”

The air seemed to freeze. Shelia’s mouth opened, but no words came out. She couldn’t believe he had found out.

Chapter 201

“No, it’s not me. I didn’t reveal anything,” Clarissa shook her head desperately. She had been tortured in the dark box for days but had kept silent. Juan had found out everything on his own.

Shelia felt all her strength drain from her body. She couldn’t even move.

“Juan…”

“You dare to kill. What else would you be afraid of?” Juan’s sharp gaze pierced into her. “If it weren’t for Debra falling into the sea and being saved by Marion, were you planning to keep this secret forever and use this child to get into my family?”

Shelia was terrified into silence by Juan’s menacing stare.

“Shelia, you’re so smart, aren’t you?” Juan said, standing up. He turned to Joe and ordered, “Send them to the police station. Let the police handle it.”

“Yes, sir,” Joe responded.

The bodyguards grabbed Shelia and her mother, dragging them out of the basement.

“Juan! Juan! I’m carrying your child. Are you going to send the mother of your child to jail?” she screamed desperately.

Juan showed no mercy. “Shut her up!”

“Yes, sir,” Joe replied.

The bodyguards grabbed Shelia and Clarissa, dragging them up the basement corridor. Shelia’s cries were futile, muffled by the harsh hands of her captors.

“Shelia, help me!” Clarissa pleaded in horror, but her words were cut off as her mouth was also stuffed.

Joe hesitated, wringing his hands. “Sir, if Mrs. Nichols Sr. finds out about this…”