C12 You Actually Didn't Die!

The door of the reception room was pushed open.

A woman wearing a pink and white suit slowly walked in.

The woman had black hair that was combed behind her head. She had light makeup on her face, and her eyebrows were long and her lips were red.

"The Xie Group is getting more and more arrogant. They actually left their partner alone for nearly half an hour..."

Cher turned her head and sneered. Then, her voice suddenly stopped.

She looked at the woman who had just walked in and stared at her face.

The woman's eyebrows, eyes, and the outline of her face were exactly the same as Lottie.

But!

Didn't Lottie die four years ago?

She didn't die in a fire, but jumped into a river and committed suicide!

Why... Why did she suddenly appear in front of her?

"You, you, are you a human or a ghost?"

Cher's voice was trembling, and her face lost all color.

Although she didn't kill Lottie herself, she had killed her because of her. She had a nightmare every night four years ago.

She always dreamed that Lottie would turn into a ghost and come to her for her life!

"Do you want me to be a human or a ghost?"

Lottie walked in and sat on the sofa.

She had a cold smile on her face, and her eyes were filled with coldness.

Her eyes were sharp as she looked at Cher mercilessly.

"You, you didn't die!" Cher shivered. "You are still alive! Lottie, you are still alive!"

She didn't die from childbirth!

She didn't die from a fire!

She didn't die from falling into the river!

How could this little slut be so resilient!

"Why? Are you disappointed?" Lottie asked faintly, "We are sisters. Shouldn't you be happy that I came back alive?"

She raised her chin, her long and narrow eyes filled with sharpness.

For some reason, the image of Liam suddenly appeared in her mind.

Liam also had such an expression. It was exactly the same as Lottie!

If Liam saw Lottie...

The consequences would be unimaginable!

Cher's heart was beating wildly. She tightly clenched her fists and suppressed the panic in her heart.

She blinked and tears fell down her face. "Sis, that's great. You didn't die... Do you know how much I regret it? I shouldn't have left you in the warehouse that night. Sis, Daddy has been thinking about you all this time. He misses you so much. Come back with me to see Daddy... If Daddy knows that you're still alive, he'll be very happy..."

Lottie sneered.

Before she turned 18, she thought that her father really loved her.

However, on the second day of her 18th birthday, she was slapped in the face by her father after she took an indecent photo.

The father who truly loved his daughter would lock his daughter up in the warehouse after she suffered a serious injury and wouldn't even look at her for eight months.

The eighteen years of love and doting must have all been for the shares in her hands.

"Cher, you have been living a comfortable life for four years. It's time for you to go." Lottie's voice was filled with endless hatred. "I will take back everything that belongs to me."

Cher was frightened by her gaze and could not help but take a step back.

At this moment, the first thing she thought of was the two young masters of the Prynne Family!

Did Lottie want to take away the two children from her?

"Also, my two sons died because of you. You, wait for the blood to be repaid!"

Lottie said each word with a pause. Every word was like a blade cutting through Cher's flesh.

Cher suddenly stopped.

Yes!

In Lottie's eyes, the two children were already dead. They died a few minutes after they were born!

So, Lottie didn't come back to snatch the two children!

Cher had never felt so fortunate before.

Fortunately, Preston did not publicize the two children's news. Otherwise, Lottie would definitely be able to find out the truth.

At that time, everything would be exposed.

However, even so, Lottie, this little slut, could not be left alive!

Cher suppressed the malice in her eyes and said slowly, "Sister, the children died the moment they were born. I am their biological aunt. How could I kill them? Four years ago, I buried the children properly and even made a tombstone for them. Every time they were on their death anniversary, I would go to the grave. Sister, how can you say that I killed the children?"

Lottie suddenly stood up and grabbed Cher's collar. "Where did you bury the child?"

"In, in the cemetery in the eastern suburbs of the city. I can't tell you the exact location. How about this, I'll take you there tomorrow."

Cher said carefully, hiding the scheming in her eyes well.

Lottie had been dreaming about two children with greenish-purple bodies for the past four years. She always wanted to see them in her dreams.

Even if she just sat in front of the tombstone, it could slightly alleviate the sorrow in her heart.

Her child, she would never let them die in vain...