Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 171

Chapter 171 Inch’s Appearance 

Moore was covered in blood but remained eerily calm as she crouched down. She then calmly placed the blood–stained knife in my hand and made me stab the knife into Noah’s back again. 

I wanted to speak, but the strong effects of the drug rendered me voiceless. She looked at me with satisfaction and said, “Yvette, you should thank me. I didn’t let this beast violate you and kill you. It’s the least I can do for our sisterly bond. But remember, murder carries a life sentence. You’ll spend the rest of your life in prison, watching me and Iddy have children and grow old together. Thanks for helping me get rid of Madam Young, clearing all obstacles for me and Iddy.” 

After speaking, she calmly removed her gloves and tenderly touched her bulging belly, 

murmuring to herself, “My baby, your father must be lonely on the road to the underworld. Let me send you to accompany him, okay?” 

I watched her forcefully slam her stomach against the corner of a wooden table. She twisted in pain on the floor, blood starting to pour out and form a pool around her. 

As she lay dying, she gave me a sinister smile and then made a phone call. In a weak voice, she said, “Iddy, save… save us. Yvette and I are in the abandoned factory on Southern City Road… Noah… he violated Yvette…” 

After she said this, the phone slowly sl*pped from her hand. Regardless of what the person on the other end called out, she could not say another word in return. 

I watched in horror as she orchestrated everything. I felt as if my brain and nerves were frozen for a moment. It was suffocating. Moore first pretended to give Noah advice, then killed him when he was distracted, framing me for the crime. Even her unborn child was part of her little 

act. 

She was far more malicious than I had imagined. 

I could not move, and my consciousness was fading. I knew what I would have to face when I woke up next. 

I wanted to push the corpse off me and escape this nightmare, but I could not muster the strength. 

As I struggled to keep my eyes open against the drug’s effects, I thought I saw someone oddly familiar appear before me. 

“Yvette!” a somewhat youthful male voice called out. 

I recognized that voice. It was familiar. It was… Inch. 

my head. 

Before losing consciousness completely, the name inexplicably popped into 

When I woke up again, my mind felt empty, and it took a while for me to gather my senses. I looked around frantically at the unfamiliar surroundings. I was no longer in the abandoned factory. Noah’s bloodied b*dy was not on me, and Moore, who had been beside me earlier in a pool of blood, was not around either. 

The place was immaculate, and everything around was extravagantly luxurious. There was a beautifully crafted dressing table, porcelain, incense accessories, crystal chandeliers, and exquisite silk bedding. 

Chapter 193 Bea’s Appa 

However, this was not the Scotts‘ place, the Youngs‘, or Clearwater Residence. The unfamiliar yet realistic scenery left me unsure of where I was.