Killed Me for Your Precious Angel? Now Pray She Can Save You from Hell - Chapter 65: Chapter 65

Heavy rain battered the VIP room's windows, creating an irritating rhythm that grated on everyone's nerves.
When Kaiden approached, the two guards immediately straightened their spines.
He pushed open the door without ceremony. Alina sat by the window in a daze, jumping violently at the sound and nearly dropping her water glass.
"Ka-Kaiden..."
She scrambled to her feet, eyes darting everywhere but his face.
"I was just... getting Karina some water..."
Still lying. Still pretending.
Kaiden's cold laugh cut through the air as his gaze swept over her trembling fingers.
"Scared of something?"
"N-no..."
Alina shook her head frantically, pressing her back against the wall like she wanted to disappear into it.
Good. You should be terrified.
Karina had been pretending to sleep, but immediately opened her eyes at his voice.
Seeing Kaiden's thunderous expression, she instinctively shrank under the covers, though she forced a gentle smile.
"Kaiden, you came to see me?"
Still playing the victim. Still thinking I might fall for it.
For three days, she'd been trapped in this private hospital like a prisoner under twenty-four-hour surveillance.
"What did you find?"
Kaiden ignored her completely, addressing the guard at the door.
"Miss Wingston has been cooperative, but..."
The guard handed him a tablet.
"This morning she secretly contacted the Wingston family."
Of course she did.
Karina's face went white as paper.
"I just asked them to bring clean clothes!"
Liar.
Kaiden finally looked at her, his gaze cold enough to freeze the soul.
He unbuttoned his suit jacket and sat down, crossing his long legs with predatory grace.
"Any news from France?"
This question was directed at his assistant who'd followed him in.
"Nothing yet."
The assistant's forehead beaded with cold sweat.
"Miss Sheridan last appeared on security footage at Charles de Gaulle Airport, then vanished like she never existed..."
"Someone must have helped erase her tracks..."
CRASH!
The water glass exploded against the wall, making everyone flinch.
She's out there somewhere, and I can't find her.
Kaiden loosened his tie, his violent aura suffocating the room.
"Keep searching. Tear apart every district, every town, every village in France if you have to."
I'll find you, Brooklyn. I'll bring you home.
After the assistant fled, only the steady beep of medical monitors filled the silence.
"Kaiden, did you come here for something specific?"
Karina forced a stiff smile, trying to break the tension.
You have no idea what's coming.
Without warning, Kaiden stood and grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her off the bed!
"AHHH! That hurts! What are you doing?!"
Tears streamed down Karina's face as her scalp felt like it was being ripped off.
She crashed to the floor in a humiliating heap, looking up to meet Kaiden's glacial stare.
Fear. Finally, some honest emotion.
The humiliation and rage in her eyes quickly gave way to pure terror.
"Kaiden... what's wrong?"
Her voice shook, though she tried to maintain composure.
"Is something... is something wrong with the baby?"
The baby. Your last card to play.
Kaiden's lips curved in a smile that never reached his eyes.
"Nothing's wrong. I just discovered something interesting and thought Miss Wingston might like to see it."
He released her hair and walked to the room's TV, connecting his phone.
Time for the truth.
Karina sat crumpled on the floor, watching the screen light up with growing dread.
"What is this..."
Her voice died completely.
The footage showed her birthday party!
She watched herself approach Brooklyn with elegant grace, engaging in fake conversation, then using the motion of turning away to slip the blue diamond necklace into Brooklyn's pocket...
Caught. Red-handed.
"No, that's not..."
Karina's face shifted, looking pitifully at Kaiden.
"I can explain everything..."
But Kaiden said nothing, his face carved from stone as he watched the damning evidence.
The footage continued—
Brooklyn being pinned down and searched, Alina triumphantly holding up the necklace, Brooklyn being dragged toward the hotel room, the disgusting vagrant following her inside...
Every moment of torture captured in perfect clarity.
Karina shook violently, not daring to look at Kaiden's expression.
She lunged desperately toward the TV.
"Stop! Turn it off! Please!"
But Kaiden grabbed her hair again, ripping strands from the roots. His other hand clamped around her wrist with bone-crushing force.
"Why the rush?"
His voice was silk over razor blades.
"The best part is just beginning."
She watched in horror as the footage showed the vagrant's muffled groans, then Brooklyn stumbling out and fleeing into Kaiden's room in desperation.
For a long time, no one emerged. Until Karina herself appeared on screen.
Then suddenly, crystal-clear audio filled the room—
CRACK!
The sound of Karina's vicious slap across Brooklyn's face.
"...How can you be such a disgusting slut, still trying to seduce him?!"
Her shrill voice echoed through the hospital room.
"Get her back to the Sheridan house immediately!"
Every word. Every cruel command. All preserved in digital eternity.
Karina finally understood that her carefully constructed lies had crumbled to dust.
There was no hiding from the truth anymore.