We will always try to update and open chapters as soon as possible every day. Thank you very much, readers, for always following the website!

When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 107
  • Background
    Font family
    Font size
    Line hieght
    Full frame
    No line breaks
  • Next Chapter

Chapter 107 A Death on the Road

+10 Free Coins

Baron's voice clow and steady, speaking the question Natalie couldn't.

Shauna swallowed hard, sorrow flashing across her face. “Yvonne was in a car accident on the way to the

National Hotel. She died at the scene. By the tshe reached the hospital, it was

too late.”

The words slammed into Natalie like a stone, suffocating her chest.

How could this be?

Such a bright, kind girl-gone in an instant?

Baron's eyes turned darker than storm clouds. “She was driving herself?”

“Yes.”

“And the driver?”

“He’s in custody. The traffic police have stepped in. We'll have results soon.”

Baron glanced at Natalie, his tone softening. “I know you’re hurting, but I need to deal with this. I'll leave

someone here with you.”

“Go. Don’t worry about me.”

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

Natalie longed to go herself, but she knew her body wouldn't allow it. Her hand gripped the edge of the bed so

tightly her knuckles whitened, her chest burning with pain.

Yvonne had been so warm, always chatting with her, telling her stories, brightening her darkest moments. How

could she suddenly be gone?

Baron wanted to offer comfort, but the words stuck. He set men to guard Natalie and followed

Shauna out,

His first question was sharp as a blade. “Where's Finn?”

“He went out early. He hasn't returned yet.” The man answering broke into a sweat under Baron's glare.

“Call him back. Now,”

Shauna quickly dialed. Finn picked up, sounding puzzled. “Shauna? What is it?”

1/3

Chapter 107 A Death on the Road

“Cback immediately. Yvonne's had an accident.”

Yvonne had grown up before all their eyes. They all saw her as a younger sister. When Phantom first joined the

organization, she had brought Yvonne along. After Yvonne was scarred in a revenge-driven crash, they had taken

turns looking after her.

She wasn't just a subordinate. She was their sunshine, their bright little sister.

Finn's heart lurched. “What happened to Yvonne?”

“She’s gone.” Shauna’s voice broke.

Finn hung up without another word, racing back as if chased by demons.

By the the reached the villa, silence weighed on the air. A body lay nearby, lifeless and broken.

The police had already confirmed it. Yvonne was dead. The driver had been drunk, admitted fault immediately.

But Baron couldn't accept that answer.

A life snuffed out because of a drunk behind the wheel? Impossible to forgive.

Yet no matter how he pressed, the driver repeated the sline-it was his fault, his alone.

Shauna, furious, struck the man. It was understandable, but assaulting someone in front of officers led to her

being taken away for twenty-four hours’ detention.

When Finn finally arrived, the whole truth was laid out for him.

He stared blankly at the body in the corner, broken beyond recognition.

“This... how? Is Yvonne forever bound to car accidents?”

Once, a crash had stolen her face. Now, another had stolen her life.

Finn sank down before her, tears burning his eyes until they hurt. He wanted to touch her, to stroke her cheek

one last time, but he couldn't bring himself to.

Instead, he collapsed forward, fists pressed to the floor, sobbing like a child.

Baron’s own eyes burned red,

“Leave us.”

2/3

18:28 Wed, Sep 24

52

Chapter 107 A Death on the Road

+10 Free Coins

At his command, the others slipped out, leaving only Baron and Finn in the quiet room.

Baron strode forward, grabbed Finn by the collar, and slammed a fist into his face.

“You dare cry? You know damn well why Yvonne went out today!”

Blood streamed from Finn's nose. He didn’t wipe it, too stunned by the accusation. “What are you saying?”

Baron's fist crashed into him again.

“You really don’t know? Finn, Yvonne died because of you. You know it.”

“No! It wasn’t me!” Finn's head shook frantically, but his face had gone pale, lips trembling.

Baron flung him aside with a vicious kick.

“Then say it! Say it to Yvonne's face-that her death has nothing to do with you. And say Phantom too-that you

had no part in hers either!”

it to

3/3