Gabriel and I did share some beautiful memories.

Before Vivian appeared, Gabriel accompanied me to set off fireworks on every birthday.


As children, not knowing wishes should be silent, I'd say them aloud.

Within days, those desired things would arrive from the Koster family.

As we grew up, I stopped saying them out loud, but Gabriel always managed to learn my preferences from my friends.


When I arrived at Maple Park, he was already there.

One look, and I knew my guess was right.


The naive young Mr. Koster and the experienced Chairman Koster had different looks in their eyes.

"Elaine, we haven't been here for many years."

He gazed at the deep, bottomless cliff.

At this hour, of course no one was setting off fireworks.

"I remember that year you slid down there," he pointed to a small slope nearby, "crying your eyes out."

"I was the one who pulled you up."

"Mr. Koster has such a good memory," I smiled. "I don't remember."

"So as soon as you came back, you planned to stay away from me, right?"

"What else?" I glanced at him. "Wait to be killed by you again?"

Gabriel's eyebrow twitched.

His voice lowered: "Elaine, I wronged you."

"It was Bryce." Gabriel's most trusted assistant.

"I only found out later that Vivian's best friend was a victim of a project back then."

"After learning about her fake suicide plan, he switched the rope that was supposed to hold her, framing the Lindell family."

"I believed you, so I didn't save her in time, but she actually died..."

I didn't really want to hear this.

Something was fishy back then—that was obvious without thinking.

But what difference did knowing the inside story make?

What shouldn't have been done, he had already done.

"Even if she jumped because I advised you not to marry her yet, so what?" I looked coldly at Gabriel. "Gabriel, whether to marry her was your decision."

"You saw that Mr. Koster, Sr., firmly disagreed, and you wavered, didn't you?"

"Yet because of my well-intentioned advice, you destroyed my family!"

"I thought..."

"I don't want to hear it."

Early spring nights were still cold.

Gabriel looked at me with deep eyes, suddenly smiling.

"I know where the root cause is."

He pulled me forward, stopping at the cliff edge.

He had actually brought Vivian too.

Her hands and feet bound, her mouth gagged, hanging over the cliff.

Vivian's eyes were red from crying. Seeing us, she made muffled sounds, tears falling again.

"Those who deceive me deserve to die!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, Gabriel cut the rope holding Vivian.

Without a trace of mercy.