Killed Me for Your Precious Angel? Now Pray She Can Save You from Hell - Chapter 117: Chapter 117

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I was stunned. What did he mean?
The fifth video began playing.
One early morning, I finally spotted a fishing boat.
I sobbed hysterically, begging the fisherman to take me away.
During my time on Lolita Island, I'd tried to call for help, but there was no cell service anywhere.
The fisherman was my only chance at rescue.
He didn't understand what I was saying, muttering something in a local dialect, but nodded and let me board.
Soon, he brought me to a small village.
I immediately dialed 911.
At this point in the video, Mom shrieked, "Aurora is such a liar! The police never questioned the Caldwells! What police report?!"
Lilith jumped in, "Exactly! If my sister really called the cops, how is our family still walking free?"
But no one in the crowd backed them up anymore—everyone was holding their breath, eyes glued to the screen.
Klain said coldly, "Good question. Why hasn't anything come of this police report?"
He continued playing the video.
On screen, after some hesitation, I worked up the courage to call Klain.
I wanted to tell him everything I'd been through.
But the moment the call connected, I heard Lilith's flirtatious laugh in the background: "Klain, baby, does this wedding dress look good on me? I want to be absolutely perfect when I marry you."
I panicked and hung up, breaking down in tears.
Wiping them away, I whispered to myself: "Klain... do you have any idea I almost didn't make it back?"
After much deliberation, I decided to go back and confront Klain in person, to ask why he'd betrayed me.
After a long journey, I finally made it back to the city.
Outside the Caldwell mansion, a black sedan was parked at the entrance.
I recognized Klain's car.
Crouching at the roadside, I watched Klain get out and walk around to open the passenger door.
Lilith hopped out and clung to his arm. "Baby, I didn't mean to show you those photos of my sister. I just wanted you to see who she really is."
I followed her gesture and saw the photos I'd been forced to pose for on the island.
I desperately wanted to rush over and tell Klain I'd been set up.
But in the next moment, Klain put his arm around Lilith's waist. "I never thought she was such a slut. Let's go inside before you catch cold."
I froze.
An icy chill ran from my feet to my core.
So...
Klain really was with Lilith now.
At this point in the video, someone in the crowd shouted: "Everyone in this story is fucking evil!"
Lilith's face alternated between pale and flushed as she screamed, "That's a lie! Klain and I are in love! She edited this video because she couldn't stand seeing me happy!"
From my floating state, I too wanted an explanation from Klain.
Why didn't you believe in me?
But Klain pushed Lilith away. "We haven't seen everything yet. Let's keep watching."
On screen, after Klain left, I got up and made my way around to the back of the mansion.
Soon, I heard familiar voices.
Dad: "What did Klain say?"
Lilith answered smugly: "Of course he believed everything."
Dad continued: "Good. I've taken care of that Aurora situation too."
"Once Klain becomes my son-in-law, Caldwell Industries will be saved! And our Lilith will be set for life in luxury."
I trembled as I backed away, realizing they had planned everything all along.
They spotted me.
Before I could react, I was pinned to the ground. I shouted, "I've already called the police! You won't get away with this!"
Dad showed no fear. He crouched down and threatened: "Called the police?!"
"I haven't even punished you for escaping the island, and you dare call the cops? Do you have any idea how many business partners we'll lose because of you?!"
Mom pulled out surveillance footage from Lolita Island. "By the way, does Klain know what a whore you were there?"
"You're coming with me to the police station right now to tell them it was all a lie—that you made a false report to get revenge on us!"
I stared at the videos in disbelief. "Why...?"
Mom laughed cruelly. "Otherwise, all these videos and photos get sent straight to Klain."
I suddenly felt powerless.
Of course I didn't want Klain to see me like that.
I agreed.
Looking back now, it was absurd.

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