Chapter 147. Secrets, Secrets, Secrets

Leah’s POV

My breath hitched as I stood there, listening to the words of the woman. That b*tch. It had all been a lie, an act.

But why? I was confused. Why would she put up an act? Why did she want her husband dead? Even with the man dead, everything would be going to Rafael, not her.

Unless, her plan was not done yet. Unless she was going to get rid of her son too. I mean, she was not the one who had done what was done to Rafael’s father, but after hearing her phone call, I had a feeling that she had something to do with it.

I needed to go. I needed to leave. A conversation like this was one that one would kill someone for. I certainly did not want to be a victim. 

So I made my way back to the hallway and up the stairs. To hell with my initial plan of going to the flower garden. If I dare open that front door, she will know.

She was not far from there, and right now, I couldn’t dare to risk that. My life came first. Because