His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 1351

Frederic's pupils trembled. In the spacious study, the heating was on high, yet he felt as if he had plunged into a freezing abyss.

"Chad... what do you mean by that? Did you really kill someone? Did you really kill that little girl?!"

"Shh—" Chad pressed his long, pale index finger to his lips, a cruel smile leaking from his dark eyes. "She was just a worthless little housemaid. Is there a need to make such a fuss?"

Standing behind him, Holden remained silent.

Meanwhile, Dennis's face turned ghastly pale, cold sweat beading on his forehead and dampening his collar and sleeves.

Just how twisted and morally bankrupt did a person have to be to talk about murder as if it were an everyday occurrence?

"What do you mean, a worthless little housemaid? That was a living, breathing human being!" Frederic glared with bloodshot eyes, staring fixedly at the smiling man before him, immense fear flooding his veins. "Why did you kill that child... why?!"

"Because it was fun."

Chad tilted his head, shrugging out of sheer boredom. "When I stabbed her the first time, I was actually a little nervous. But when the blade pierced through her body the second time, all I felt was a rush of pure euphoria. The sound of a sharp knife cutting through flesh and blood was simply magnificent. I couldn't stop."

Frederic staggered backward, the overwhelming dread washing over him like a bucket of ice water. He trembled violently, unable to believe that this demonic man before him was the son he had raised with his own hands.

"You animal... you're an absolute monster! How could I have raised such a psychopathic son?!"

"Yes, how did I turn out this way?"

Chad leaned lazily against the armrest of the sofa, propping his cheek on a loosely clenched fist, smiling at Frederic, who was on the verge of a breakdown. "You'll have to ask yourself that question. If you hadn't been so heartless and betrayed my mother, she wouldn't have died such a tragic death by the lake in the backyard. If my mother hadn't died, I wouldn't have turned into this ghost of a man.

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