"So, you're telling me that this person... my fiancé wanted to kill me?" Serena asked, her voice slow and deliberate. She leaned back slightly, the weight of the accusation sinking in. Even after hearing the full story, doubts lingered in her mind. People needed motives to kill—strong, undeniable motives. And here, something didn't add up.
If what Edwin claimed was true, that her fiancé had helped her secure her place against those responsible for her parents' and grandmother's deaths, then why would he suddenly turn around and attack her? For money? For power? She doubted it. That man was already wealthy in his own right, according to Edwin, and had been considered trustworthy. Then what would cause a turn around?
