Under the Veil I Rule (Amara) novel Chapter 590

She would never allow that to happen.

So she had to be ruthless. She had to see this through.

With that thought, Fiona raised the cushion she had grabbed from the sofa, her eyes blazing with a savage light. She lifted her arms and pressed it down onto the face of the sleeping figure before her.

"Ngh!"

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her stomach.

Fiona's eyes widened. She looked down in disbelief to see a dagger pressed against her abdomen. Its sharp point had pierced through her clothes, and the tip seemed to have already broken her skin.

Fiona was, after all, just an ordinary woman, not a trained assassin. She panicked.

She instantly let go of the pillow and stumbled back, clutching her stomach.

Amara pushed the cushion off her face, threw back the covers, and sat up. In her hand was the dagger, its tip now stained with blood. She stared coldly at Fiona. "You want to kill me?"

Fiona was horrified.

She took another two steps back, her eyes fixed on the dagger in Amara's hand. It was a paring knife.

Who sleeps with a paring knife? It was obvious Amara had known about her plan and prepared for it. But how was that possible?

Her plan tonight had been completely spontaneous. She hadn't told anyone. Amara wasn't a mind reader, so how could she have known?

Her plan had been simple: suffocate Amara at the Everly estate.

In theory, as Amara's stepmother, she had no connection to the Everly family. If Amara died here, the police investigation would never lead back to her.

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