The Billionaire's Secret Life

Chapter 115

Morel stood straight, staring at Anna, who drooped weakly on the chair with a cold and dispassionate gaze. Anna's body trembled, blood slowly flowing from the wound on her chest. Her breathing was getting shorter and shorter, her eyes looking at Morel, seeking pity that would never come.

Morel didn't say a word. His face remained cold as if what had just happened was inevitable, a consequence of Anna's actions. In his mind, he knew what happened was a reflex, an automatic response to defend himself. The knife, which was meant to hurt her, ended up, ironically, a tool to punish Anna for her betrayal.

Anna, who now lay dying, tried to speak, but her voice only came out as a barely audible whisper. Her body weakened with time, and finally, with one last long breath, Anna was silent. Her eyes were closed, and silence filled the room.

Morel watched the lifeless body for a few moments, confirming that Anna was truly gone. There was no remorse on his face, only a coldness that reflected his