Fatal Stage

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y, each with our own unique tastes. The manor had top-notch chefs, and fresh seafood from var

chen to make exotic snacks to go with her drinks. I was a night owl and often passed by the kitchen after my bath, always hear

ver and secretary of a Taiwanese businessman, oppressed by his wife for many years. When the businessman's business failed, he blamed the debts on her. If it weren

I heard the sound of bones being chopped. The chopping was louder than usual, but I was too tir

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veillance footage, showing Cathleen chopping off her own limbs, with no one else around and no signs of her crying out in pain. The coroner examined he

ied, recalling all the rumors about the troupe. Jerald said that anyone who was scared could leave at any time. The troupe offered excellen

ead and transferring a large sum of money to each of our bank accounts. While eating the desse

by Jerald; otherwise, she would have ended up getting involved in illegal activities in Southeast Asia with her friends. She was extremely agitated about Cathleen's death, constantly talking abou

Fourth sister, FangFang, smoked silently throughout the conversation, listening quietly without saying a wor

thoughts. Lying on my ornate bed, I couldn't shake the feel

outside. It was YuanYuan. She was yelling, "I dreamed of Cathleen! She sa

y. Several servants tried to grab her arms, but she shook them off one by one. As she ran, she stripped off her clothes until she