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Chapter 284 A Blaze of Betrayal
Chapter 284 A Blaze of Betrayal
It became clear that Valeria had moved on to another relationship at that time, but Valeria still cried deeply.
As a woman herself, Frey's intuition suggested that something significant had happened between Killian and Valeria, forcing Valeria to leave.
It seemed absurd for her father to seek revenge on Valeria and imprison her in the basement. The basement lacked basic facilities, including a bathroom, making it an implausible place to confine someone.
The only exit was the iron door, which, if locked from the outside, would make it impossible for a weak woman to escape without assistance. Frey suddenly realized something and hurried towards the door.
Just as she was about to reach it, the iron door abruptly opened. She heard a thud, the sound of a glass bottle shattering on the ground, and then the strong smell of gasoline filled the air.
Frey gasped and rushed towards the door. Suddenly, a lit lighter was thrown in, igniting the entire storage room floor.
Ignoring the flames, Frey realized that someone had been hiding there, intending to burn her alive.
She remembered what Charles had said at Jacob's funeral, which seemed like a reminder to go to the Shen house's basement. It was now clear that it had been a trap for her murder.
Everyone knew Frey was Nathaniel's weakness, and burning her alive was the cruelest revenge against him. Charles used this method to retaliate against Nathaniel. Frey had no time to dwell on this.
She took off her clothes, wrapped her head, covered her mouth and nose, and braved the terrifying heat to rush towards the door. She knew there was a swimming pool next to the storage room.
Nathaniel had renovated the Shen house, and she remembered seeing it filled with water.
Reaching the door, she tried to push it open but found it locked from the outside.
"Who are you?" Frey screamed.NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.
"Frey, you didn't expect this, did you?"
A woman's hoarse, vicious voice came from outside.
"Aren't you quite capable? You blinded me and ruined my family. Tonight, I'm giving you the ultimate punishment by burning you alive!"
"Do you think Nathaniel will go crazy if you die?"
"Jolin!" Frey kicked the door. "You're breaking the law, committing arson and murder. Do you think you can escape Nathaniel's wrath? Can you escape justice?"
"Open the door and let me out. I promise to pretend this never happened!"
"Frey," Jolin laughed even louder. "Are you dreaming? Why would I let you go? I'm not afraid anymore. If I'm going down, I'm taking you with me!"
"Let's go!" A calm, middle-aged man's voice intervened, one Frey recognized as Charles'.
The last bit of her guilt she felt towards the Rivera family was consumed by the flames.
The storage room, filled with
cardboard boxes and flammable et
materials, was a tinderbox. She tried to contain the fire, but it spread wherever the gasoline had flowed.
She moved to the back, where the gasoline hadn't reached, took off her bag, and smashed it against the window glass until it broke.
Covering her mouth and nose, she
pressed against the damp wall and closed her eyes, hoping that Ms. Lovett and Higgins, who lived near Newport Villa, would see the fire and come to her rescue.
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A part of the wooden shelf collapsed, a piece striking Frey painfully. The thick smoke spread, and she clung to the wall beneath the vent. But the poisonous fumes still prated, making her feel as if her organs were contracting in excruciating pain.