Sharing Beatrice novel

Chapter 520

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2

Chapter 510 Who Killed Gwen? (Beatrice Dismay)

We made it back to the old mansion and stormed inside, holding a grudge. To send her dead body as a

gift to me, showed Zane would stoop to any level when he didn’t get what he wanted.

We entered the mansion and found Zane in the living room with pizza boxes on the table and a TV

playing.

“Oh!” He acted like he didn’t know we were coming and instantly got to his feet with a smile on his face.

“You crossed all your lines when you laid a f*inger on my child’s mother,” Helel was already fuming, so

his sight triggered him into lunging at Zane. He tripped Zane on the couch, and while he raised a punch

to hit him, Zane objected.

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“I didn’t lay a f*inger on anyone,” he yelled, acting all innocent.

“Don’t f*uc*king lie to me. You broke the rule, so you will be punished now,” Helel punched him, and

Zane covered his eye. Akin rushed ahead to hold Helel by his back and pull him away so that he could

have a word with Zane. “You will not leave this pack until the investigation is done,” Akin muttered,

hunching over Zane and pointing his f*inger in his face.

“May I know what I have done this time?” he asked in a soft tone, sounding hurt.

“You killed Gwen,” Akin yelled, pushing him on the couch even more.

“She is dead?” he asked in a gasping tone. “I have nothing to do with her death.”

He quickly defended himself, but there was no way he was innocent in all this. He knew very well why

he was our main suspect.

“As for the investigation. Sure! I know I haven’t done anything. So go ahead and do all you want to do,

but once I’m proven innocent and the real culprit is caught, do you promise to punish her the same way

you want to punish me?” Zane didn’t attempt to get up this time. He asked for fair treatment while

steadily rubbing his h*and over the blood from the corner of his l*ips. “We will see about that,” Akin

hissed.

Helel was throwing a fit around, angry that Zane denied it. We thought once we came home, he would

happily admit he killed her like he always does.

But he denied being the killer. And the fact that he assumed the gender of the killer to be female made

an unsettling energy settle around me.

“He cannot stay here,” Helel whispered while dragging us to the kitchen.

“If he leaves, he will never get punished for anything,” Akin argued.

Since we didn’t have any proof, we couldn’t really call him out, even when we were certain he did it.

“Then he can stay here in this mansion while we find out the truth,” I said, holding a cold water bottle in

my h*and. I was still feeling dizzy and was not able to get out of the shock that I received from seeing

her body.

It was saddening because Evelyn had been crying and probably wondering where her mother went.

“I just can’t believe she went through so much pain in her final hours and we were here unable to do

anything,” Helel grunted, biting his l*ips to stop cussing. Nobody knew how to comfort each other.

Everyone was in a state of shock and confusion.

“I’ll kill this sucker now. It just proves that he cannot be stopped,” Helel muttered, wandering around

and huffing and puffing.

“Guys,” Reign, and Colt ran into the house and stopped when they watched Zane sitting in the living

room with his head resting back and his eyes closed.

He was angry, for sure, but I don’t think for the right reasons. He was not being accused out of

nowhere.

“Reign! Tell me if you were able to find out when he killed her,” Helel stepped up and held her by her

arms gently, making her look into his eyes.

Reign took a deep breath and looked at us. I could tell she was under a lot of pressure to prove herself

worthy of being by our side.

“She was killed the same day Beatrice was found,” as she said that, everybody shared a glance of

confusion.

“That was the same day she went missing,” Helel instantly caught it and argued.

“Then who the hell was writing those text messages to us?” Akin scoffed as he scratched his neck.

“It’s pretty clear at this point that somebody abducted her and wrote those text messages,” Colt Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

muttered. “I’m doing another spell to close in on the gender of the killer,” Reign added, and everybody

stared her way in silence for a few seconds.

“I’m only saying this just in case–,” she mumbled.

She was trying to be extremely helpful now.

“That’s alright. Go for it,” I said, giving her a head nod.

“But I know he killed her,” Helel hissed as he stared into the distance.

“But I guess it’s helpful to have solid evidence against him. Since we have signed the treaty with them,

we cannot just say our gut feeling says he is the killer,” Akin argued with Helel, who was still fuming at

the thought of losing Gwen.

It must be so hard for Evelyn to grow up without a mother.

“We must go home for now. Evelyn is with a nanny in the car, and she has been very fuzzy,” Colt

announced. The condition of Evelyn was sad as if she knew she had lost her mother, and all of us went

silent.

How will we ever tell her that her mother was killed right under our noses?

“You guys should go ahead. I’ll stay here to keep an eye on him,” as soon as Akin suggested that idea,

I shook my head vigorously and held his h*and tightly.

“No! I don’t trust him. What if he tries to hurt you?” I asked with a pout covering my l*ips.

“Beatrice! I won’t go down without a fight. So don’t worry,” he reassured me, but something still didn’t

feel very right. “Please! I’ll stay in contact, okay?” He then gently pressed my back to make me go with

Helel and the others to take care of him and Evelyn.