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Genevieve felt her heart sink.
Not a coincidence? What did Raymond mean?
Mustering what little energy he had left, Raymond shoved something into Genevieve’s hand.
It was an emerald bracelet. Although it still carried the warmth of Raymond’s body, it was also strangely cool to the touch. There was also a totem engraved on it.
“Keep it. It used to be your mother’s,” Raymond croaked out, clutching Genevieve’s hands in a vice grip. He stared at her with wide eyes and said, “Remember… don’t trust anyone…”
Before he could finish, he suddenly started convulsing, and his eyes rolled to the back of his
head.
The ECG monitor next to the bed started beeping loudly.
“Doctor! Please help!” Genevieve yelled, her face turning pale.
The Lamberts‘ family doctor rushed in along with Zachary and a few others.
“Quick! Prepare the defibrillators!”
The doctor rushed to save Raymond, but the ECG monitor was already showing a flat line as a long beep rang out.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Lambert. Mr. Lambert Senior is…”
Zachary crumpled onto the floor.
The hospital room filled with the sound of crying.
Genevieve’s mind went blank, yet her body reacted before she could think about it.
She stepped forward. “Move!”
The crowd froze. They watched as she took out a small bag of silver needles from her handbag.
Then she took out a handful of silver needles and rapidly sanitized them with alcohol swabs.
She looked like an entirely different person.
She remained completely silent as she pierced the needles into Raymond’s philtrum, solar plexus, and other important pulse points with precision.
However, no miracles occurred. The line on the ECG monitor remained as flat as ever.
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Genevieve checked Raymond’s pulse. It had completely ceased.
She let her hand fall to her side, feeling a sense of helplessness rack through her entire body.
She knew her skills couldn’t bring anyone back from the dead.
Just as she pulled her hand away, her fingertips brushed against a barely noticeable bump.
She paused.
Without a word, she pulled Raymond’s collar aside and studied his skin under the bright lights. There, just beneath his skin, was a tiny red pinprick even smaller than the tip of a
needle.
It was as if he had once been pierced by something extremely thin.
Genevieve recalled how she had deduced that Raymond would have another month to live. And
yet…
Her gaze darkened slowly.
Something was wrong. There was more to Raymond’s death than met the eye.
Raymond’s funeral was held the next day. It was a solemn affair.
The room was filled with figures dressed in black. Genevieve, too, was in a black dress. Her cold expression made her seem like a mere acquaintance of Raymond’s.
She was still thinking about the strange red pinprick on Raymond’s neck.
Suddenly, a tall figure appeared in front of her.
It was Zachary. He was dressed in a clean–cut black suit. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked incredibly exhausted.
“Gen,” he said in a hoarse voice. “I know how devastated you must be. Grandpa… He loved you the most. All he wanted was for us to be happy together. Let’s stop fighting, okay?”
As he spoke, he reached out for Genevieve’s shoulder.
Genevieve’s gaze turned frosty, and she was about to step back.
Just then, a large, slender hand suddenly shot out and grabbed Zachary’s wrist.
Zachary’s expression immediately soured. “Tristan, what the hell are you trying to do?” he gritted out through clenched teeth.
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Tristan said, “My condolences, Mr. Lambert. But getting handsy with your wife at your grandfather’s funeral hardly seems appropriate, don’t you think?”
“You!” Zachary trembled with anger, yet he still couldn’t shake Tristan’s hand off. “This is between Genevieve and me! You’re just an outsider–you have no right to interfere!”
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