GoodReadChapter 1087 The Superficial Nature of Liking Paul was silent for a moment before he softly said, "Christopher doesn't seem like such a shallow person." Shallow enough to copy a line of poetry, especially from his favorite woman's favorite poem.
Raymond lowered his eyelashes, his hand clenched into a fist.
"Liking someone can make you do shallow things. If it really is Selena, then everything makes sense. We've never suspected her, always investigating in the wrong direction, which is why there's been no progress," he said.
"But Raymond, if Selena really is that woman, then her being around you must have a hidden agenda. She always knew we were looking for Christopher but never mentioned that she was the woman Christopher liked. This time, Mr. William Montague followed Christopher, and Selena conveniently disappeared. So, the people on the cliff were Christopher's men?" Paul said.
This implied that Christopher and Selena conspired to kill William.
The truth was shocking because the person who died was Raymond's most cherished elder, and the ones who deceived him were his own brother, Christopher, and the woman he loved most, Selena.
This was something he couldn't bear to think about.
Raymond's lips pressed together as a sudden realization hit him, and he quickly made his way upstairs.
He stopped in front of Selena's cabinet, which was locked and required a password.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe didn't know the password, so he decided to try Selena's birthday.
Password incorrect.
He then tried his own birthday.
Password incorrect.
With a bitter laugh, Raymond entered Christopher's birthday.
Password correct.
The sound of the cabunlocking felt like the punchline to a cruel joke.
Raymond's fingertips hesitated on the lock, feeling an urge to smash the box. But he didn't.
He simply opened it. Inside, there was only a jellyfish stamp and a small notebook.
It matched the description of the diary Paul had investigated.
His fingertips tensed as he casually flipped through the notebook, finding it empty.
On one of the inner pages, he felt a spot with glue residue, indicating something had been there before.
His fingertips lingered on that spot for a long tbefore he closed the notebook.
Max was a gift from Selena's first love.
The little dog that used to appear at the Montague Villa had later disappeared.
Piece by piece, the details ctogether, revealing the truth Raymond dreaded to face.
Raymond sat in a chair, a small box on the table before him.
He remained there for a long time, long enough for his body to grow stiff.
Early the next morning, Fiona pushed the door open and was startled to see Raymond sitting inside.
She had thought Raymond had gone back last night since he didn't cdown for dinner. She didn't expect him to be sitting in this room, looking like he hadn't slept all night. "Mr. Montague, should I prepare breakfast?" Fiona asked.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was seven in the morning.
Raymond was startled by the voice, looked outside, and been the realized he had sitting there all night. He stood up and calmly straightened his suit.
At that moment, his phone rang, informing him to collect William's ashes.
He shook his head at Fiona without saying much more.
When Raymond cdownstairs, Max was wandering around the house.
Raymond squatted down and looked at him seriously. No wonder Max had always been so enthusiastic towards him; it had seen him before.
But he had always been allergic to dog hair, so he used to feed if from a ve distance. Later, it was sent away.
Raymond looked at Max, his eyes reddening, and then he chuckled softly.
Max barked at him, seemingly sensing his emotions.
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