Chapter 364 No Autopsy

Kaelen's voice cut through the air, as cold and distant as a winter night. He turned his face away, refusing to meet my gaze. The chill in his silence spoke louder than words. It was clear—he had chosen Beatrice's side.

A shift rippled through the room, palpable and swift. Daphne and Beatrice exchanged glances, their eyes gleaming with triumph. Even Sonia's face betrayed a flicker of satisfaction,