Chapter 5 - The Recorded Voice
Julian pressed his thumb onto the worn play button of the small cassette recorder. The tape hissed with static for three agonizing seconds before a sharp, familiar voice filled the silent bridal suite.
"You're being foolish, Evelyn," Victoria’s voice echoed over the small speaker—cold, precise, and completely devoid of humanity. "You really thought Julian loved you for your sweet nature? He married you because his father insisted on it. Once you're out of the picture, Julian will marry someone who actually brings capital to this family."
Evelyn's voice answered, breathless and terrified: "You poisoned his father, Victoria! I have the lab reports from the private clinic!"
A cold chuckle sounded from Victoria on the tape. "Lab reports mean nothing when you're buried six feet under the old greenhouse estate in the North Wing. Nobody looks for a runaway wife, my dear. The police already have the fake train tickets I bought under your name."
A loud struggle echoed over the recording—the sound of glass breaking, followed by a heavy thud and a soft, agonizing gasp from Evelyn before the audio cut into dead silence.
Julian dropped the recorder onto the dark wood floor, his face twisted in absolute agony. He pulled his six-year-old son into a fierce, desperate embrace, burying his face in the boy's shoulder as silent sobs wracked his body.
"Daddy..." Leo whispered softly, patting Julian's back. "Mommy said you would be strong when you heard her voice."
Julian pulled back, looking into his son's dark eyes. "You knew... you knew she was gone?"
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"I saw the bad lady push Mommy into the black car that night," Leo said quietly. "I was hiding behind the curtain."
👉 How will Julian execute his revenge against the ruthless stepmother who stole his wife and ruined his life?
