Reborn of Kate by Isla Rainfield

Chapter 247 Simon’s Demise 

In the waning light of the sitting room, Betty observed the tender entwining of two figures upon the sofa. With the practiced finesse of an experienced stewardess, she silently ushered the retinue of servants out of Summer Estate, leaving the lord and lady to their intimate seclusion. 

After a considerable span of time, a piercing ring disrupted the lingering ambiance of affection. Blushing, Kate disentangled herself from Eric’s embrace and reached for her phone, answering the call. 

“Is this Ms. Kate?” intoned a formal voice from the receiver. 

Kate hesitated briefly before replying, “Indeed, it is I. May I inquire as to whom I am speaking with?” 

“This is Capital City West Police Station. I am calling to convey news. One of our prisoners, Simon, engaged in a dispute with fellow inmates today and suffered a fatal wound to the main artery. 

“Please inform us of the time of your arrival for the retrieval of Simon Bishop’s remains. 

Kate/sat upright with a start, her visage a mask of incredulity. “What? What do you mean? Who has perished? Whose remains must I now collect?” 

Her voice rose several degrees, grappling with the abrupt and unsettling tidings. 

Beside her, Eric distinctly discerned the voice emanating from the other end. Witnessing Kate’s reaction, his countenance darkened. Seated alongside her, his mien grew cold as he observed her fielding the call, her fists clenched with a pallid intensity. 

A torrent of restless emotions surged within him, akin to a dammed river straining against its confines, stifling and uneasy. 

The voice persisted from the telephone, “Simon left no known kin, and the sole contact he provided upon incarceration was yours, Ms. Lowe.” 

Kate gathered the requisite details and hung up the phone in a daze, her thoughts a tumultuous haze. Simon had designated her as his next of kin? And now, in his death, she was summoned to claim his mortal remains? 

For what reason? 

In a former existence, he had inflicted immeasurable suffering upon her, yet in this life, he met his end in such a manner, leaving her obligated to perform this duty? 

Was she bound to Simon in some unfathomable debt 

Eric–sat in silence upon the sofa, enveloped in a chill. He observed Kate, who remained in a stunned. reverie after terminating the call, seemingly unaware of his presence. His frustration deepened. 

He pursed his lips and inquired casually, “Whose call was that?” 

Kate snapped from her stupor upon hearing Eric’s voice, her countenance deeply conflicted. “It was the nolice” che hesitated drawing a deen breath “Their informed me Simon has natced and theu rennire 

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Eric’s complexion darkened further. He regarded Kate in silence for a protracted moment before asking with measured deliberation, “Will you … go?” 

Kate, still reeling from the shock of Simon’s demise, failed to perceive Eric’s altered demeanour. She responded in a convoluted tone, “Yes,” rising from the sofa and retrieving her coat from a nearby stand, evidently preparing to depart. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Eric watched Kate closely, sensing her distress and grappling with a tumult of emotions within himself. Long–suppressed restlessness, anxiety, and ire surged through him. 

Kate… even now, after all this time, you still harbour concern for Simon? 

And Simon… he designated Kate as his sole emergency contact? 

He clenched his fists tightly, nails piercing his palms, blood trickling forth, yet he remained oblivious. 

The mended fissures of his heart tore open anew, raw and bleeding 

Aching sorrow pierced him deeply. 

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