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Chapter 213
Chapter 213
Cordelia had been busy all day.
It wasn't until almost five that she remembered she needed to check out the house.
She had Shelley send her the address.
Then, Cordelia frowned slightly at the address: Sunridge Estates.
She recalled that this was the neighborhood where Olen used to live.
This neighborhood used to be famous, even appearing in various newspapers and media. But since
the tragedy happened, the homeowners who had paid their house fees had requested refunds, and
now almost no one lived there.
Turns out, Kendra's house was here.
Cordelia suddenly had a bad feeling.
But she couldn't put her finger on what was wrong.
She wanted to tell Ronan, but remembering what Shelley had said before, she kept quiet.
She wanted to text him that she was going to check out a house this afternoon and might stay at
Shelley's house, so Ronan should go home first.
However, she had just typed half the message when Ronan's call came in.
"Olen's missing. You go home by yourself this afternoon." Ronan told Cordelia.
His voice was very serious.
"Huh? Don't worry. Olen's usually fine. There shouldn't be any problems." Cordelia comforted Ronan.
"You take a car home. I'm leaving now." Ronan said.
"Okay." Cordelia totally understood.
She packed up her things, hailed a car from downstairs, and headed to Sunridge Estates.
...
Sunridge Estates.
The house Kendra mentioned hadn't been lived in at all. The door wasn't even locked. Kendra gave her
the address and let her check it out by herself.
When Shelley entered, she felt it was very gloomy and scary.
She didn't know what had happened here before, nor did she hear anything.
The house was big, but she felt it was not good, so she wanted to persuade Adrian not to live here.
She was about to leave when she suddenly saw Olen appear.
"Olen, what are you doing here?" Shelley asked.
At this point, Shelley's heart started to pound.
She had a very bad feeling.
"You ruined my family years ago. You deserve to die. You were instigated by Thomas and others. First
you said the neighborhood was bad, then you killed Martin and dumped his body in the neighborhood.
What were you thinking?" Olen's eyes were filled with malice, staring at Shelley.
He took a step towards Shelley, forcing her to the window.
Shelley trembled when she heard that Shayla was such a person.
"Olen, listen to me, I'm not Shayla. I'm Shelley. Cordelia's mom." Faced with Olen's ferocity and
scattered gaze, Shelley began to feel scared.
"Not Shayla?" Olen suddenly seemed a bit confused.
But this confusion quickly turned into certainty.
"If you're not Shayla, why are you here in this house? If you're not Shayla, why does Kendra call you
mom?" Olen's gaze became fierce again, "Today, I'll make you wish you were dead."
Shelley suddenly realized, Kendra was Shayla's daughter?
Why didn't Kendra ever mention it? Did Adrian know?
"But I'm really not Shayla." Shelley said. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.
"You're not Shayla?" Olen stared at Shelley and asked.
"My husband has been dead for seven years." Shelly answered.
"You still won't admit you're Shayla?" Olen had become very vicious.
At this moment, his mind was full of past images, which was bloody and cruel. He couldn't face them
since they scared him.
Over the years, he woke up from nightmares every night.
Waking up to see bloody images, it drove him crazy!
Shayla, she was really too cruel!