Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 5

Chapter 5 

The silence was deafening. 

Preston looked up. The casket was to his left, draped with flowers. 

Suddenly, from the adorned casket emerged something bloody. 

“What’s that? It’s a hand!” 

“But wasn’t Whitney’s body never found?” 

A chilling terror swept through the room! 

Just then, a person, bloodied and mangled, clambered out of the casket, wailing ghostly, “Daddy, it hurts so much! Am I dead?” 

Preston, frozen, looked up in horror, his soul seemingly fleeing as he crashed to the ground! 

The gruesome corpse crawled out of the casket, approaching Yvonne, “Yvonne, it hurts. My sister crushed my palm. Sis, you let the kidnapper beat me so badly!” 

“Ah!” Yvonne and Monica screamed, tumbling to the floor. 

Their faces were ashen. 

Monica, clutching her head, wailed, “Mom, wasn’t she supposed to be trapped in hell, never to return? Why has the ghost come for us? Oh, don’t come for me, please!” 

Her words revealed a crucial piece of information. 

Whitney, with a cold sneer, slowly stood up. 

The pale–faced crowd, some lifting their eyes, saw Whitney moving freely, asked, “Ms. Valentine, you’re not dead, are you?” 

“Yeah!” Whitney walked over, stepping on Monica’s hand with a chilling smirk, “Strange, my family acted as if I were dead, pressing me into hell.” 

This revelation shocked everyone. 

Whitney’s eyes turned a piercing red as she sneered. “Was it that by burying me, my company would be easier to swallow whole, my will easier to forge? My fortune willingly left to Monica? Dad, have you forgotten how just ten days ago Monica and Simon paid off kidnappers to abduct me to the wilderness, to kill me off for good?” 

“My God, the story’s different. Wasn’t she killed by a lover?” 

“What, she’s implying the Valentine family conspired to kill her…” 

Preston stared at Whitney, convincing himself she was real, alive! 

He reacted quickly, rushing to embrace Whitney. “Whitney, you’re alive! Thank goodness!”