Chapter 47

Julian clutched the will, his vision darkening as the memory of Nora's gaze on the operation theater flashed in his mind. The look in her eyes felt like a poisoned knife, tormenting his heart. His hands trembled uncontrollably, and panic gripped him.

Roman glanced coldly at Julian and asked, "Do you regret it?"

Regret? How could he regret Nora's death?

Julian stood up, tossing the letter into R