Chapter 548

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“It is really sad, Graham. It seems like this is a season of losing children,” I

murmured as I gently touched my stomach.

The look on Graham’s face began to change.

Lord Eldon seemed about to say something.

“Or perhaps someone nearby had cast a shadow of tension over us,” Kaylee muttered.

And I looked at her with a clenched jaw.

But I noticed that her husband and father-in-law were looking at her far more harshly than I was.

“What? I was just saying,” Kaylee replied, shrugging her shoulders.

“So how are you, Madeline? I heard you’re doing great things,” Kaylee said, turning her attention to Madeline.

She had always been vindictive toward her.

I noticed the way she looked at Madeline.

It carried a strange kind of hatred.

“I’m good. How are you? How are you coping with the loss?” Madeline asked, wrapping one arm around her body.

This wasn’t really her way of talking to anyone.

She would never throw taunts, but I guess at this point she was just very emotional.

I did not blame her for it.

“I’m fine,” Kaylee replied, folding her arms across her chest before her eyes landed on me again.

“How about you? We haven’t spoken in so long,” she added.

I began to smirk, nodding as I remembered how they had cut me out of their lives like I did not exist.

“Yeah, I guess there was no need for us to talk. We were living completely different lives. I was trying to redeem myself and do better, and you, well, you’re still right where you were,” I remarked bitterly.

I watched her eyes widen and her jaw hang low, probably because they had only ever seen me try to butter them up.

“It seems like you’re taking the luna title a little too seriously. Well, hold on to it, because I hope it doesn’t get snatched away from you when your husband gets a life sentence,” she shot back.

She used my husband to upset me.

And she was right.

Every time someone said something about my husband, my mood soured.

Then her father arrived.

He helped Lord Eldon and Kaylee leave for the eulogy.

At the same time, when Graham started to step away, I stepped into his path.

He immediately stepped back to avoid bumping into me.

Byron and the others moved away, leaving only Madeline with us.

“What is this inappropriate behavior?” Graham asked awkwardly.

He avoided Madeline’s eyes but glanced at her briefly, as if to show her what I was doing.

“Since when do you care about appropriate behavior?” I asked, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

“Right. Since when, Graham?”

It was when Madeline intervened that Graham’s face began to lose color.

After Madeline’s comment, the look on Graham’s face completely changed.

I knew he could stand in front of me and say anything.

He could lie or even threaten me, but not Madeline.

In front of her, he wanted to maintain his perfect reputation.

“I have no idea what you guys are referring to,” he mumbled, even though there was

no statement that he needed to decode.

“Really? You don’t know?” I asked in a very gentle and soft voice.

“Actually, I was talking to Madeline the other night. She was asking me why tried to end my life and then was like, so shocked

I paused dramatically, placing a hand on my chest.

“I asked Madeline, why would you think I killed my child?” I mumbled.

I then let out a little snot, pointing at him.

“I told her it was you.”

The moment I said that, Graham forced down a huge gulp.

The color drained from his face so suddenly that it was obvious his senses had left him.

His eyes remained fixed on me, burning with anger, like he was trying to warn me to take my words back.

“Why would you say that? That never happened,” he insisted instantly, probably because he was scared.

Probably because he was afraid Madeline would start looking at him differently.

“Really, Graham? You think I’m lying?” I asked, pointing at my chest as my fingers curled angrily.

“I cannot believe you turned out this way. What happened to the Graham who spoke about doing the right and righteous things?”

Madeline stepped in because it was part of her plan.

She had to confront him.

“I don’t know what she’s talking

about but trust me I have not done

he’s referring to,” he

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The fear was visible on his face.

This asshole really wanted his image squeaky clean in front of Madeline.

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“I’m not going to listen to you, but remember one thing. You will pay for what you did because I will open an investigation against you, and I will tell the council that you forced my sister and then killed her child,” Madeline grunted, pointing at him. Cóntent

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It was clear from his face that if Madeline had truly believed these things, his

chances were over forever.

He looked at Madeline, and tears filled his eyes.

But then he looked at me, and his jaw tightened.

“She’s lying to you. How can you believe her after everything she has done to you?”

Now he started to turn us against each other.

“For years she has tortured you, and now she just says something and you believe

it,” he rambled.

His fist clenched.

Every time he pointed at me, he pointed with his entire fist.

But when he spoke to Madeline, his tone softened.

“Look, I’ll prove to you that she’s lying,” he declared, puffing out his chest.

But Madeline raised her palm, silencing him.

“I don’t even want to look at your disgusting face. You’re pathetic, Graham.” she

spat.

“You’ve lost it. You’re nothing more than a scumbag of an alpha. You’re a criminal.”

Madeline’s words caused his face to turn pale.

I had never seen Graham look so scared.

And not because she could prove he committed a crime, but because he knew she

was gone forever now.

It was an interesting sight.

When I realized my child was gone forever, I felt even worse.