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Chapter 1208

The voice, a tapestry of familiarity, wove through the air.

Rhea’s gaze lifted, and a tremor danced within her frame as recognition dawned, words escaping hertrembling lips.

“Sister… How unexpected was your return?”

A jolt of trepidation surged through Rhea, her eyes widening in disbelief at the sight before her.

The doctor, too, cast a glance, noting the newcomer’s appearance-a figure lean and graceful, hairframing her face, the fall of bangs lending an air of mystique. Clad in a coffee-hued trench coat cinchedat the waist, the woman’s svelte form exuded an aura both captivating and peculiar.

“Are you two sisters?”

The doctor’s query hung in the air, met not with fondness but with a shadow of fear in Rhea’s reply.

“Doctor, your presence is no longer required. A private exchange awaits my sister and me.” Shera casta swift glance towards the doctor, a silent plea for compliance.

The doctor withdrew, her tools in tow. With the door closed, Shera advanced with measured steps.

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She beheld Rhea with an unsettling smile, a gaze that sent shivers cascading through Rhea’s being.

Rhea remained ensnared within the grip of her terror, her composure yet to regain its footing. Fingersclenched the sheet, a desperate tether to reality, while the cadence of her heart quickened in tandemwith each measured step Shera took.

In recent times, her attempts to connect with the distant villa had been incessant, a prelude to herimminent visit and an act of reclaiming the place for herself.

Thoughts once whispered the tale of Shera’s fate, consumed by illness or spirited away from the villa’sconfines. The servants, unable to explain it to her, must have fled, leaving Rhea’s queries unanswered.

Yet now, the truth seemed to present itself in somber clarity.

Shera lingered in the space, a smile upon her lips and eyes affixed upon Rhea, a gaze so intense thatit etched a frigid path through Rhea’s core.

Yet, as if a curtain dropped on the scene, the smile vanished, replaced by a ferocity that held Rheacaptive. Shera’s fingers, once extending with the weight of malevolence, encircled Rhea’s neck in asinister embrace that sought dominion.

“Rhea, I stand here to claim your existence.”

Struggles were feeble, sounds were mere whispers in the face of impending darkness.

“Sister… Aid. Me…”

Shera’s eyes, wide as if in the throes of a primal hunt, remained locked on her prey.

“The depths of your cruelty know no bounds! A captive within foreign shores, a puppeteer ofheartlessness towards your own flesh and blood.

Five years later, I languished there, shackled by circumstances…

I’m your sister, who tended to you as a mother would. How ruthlessly you’d cast me aside, a pawn inyour pursuit of Marcus. Is that not the truth?”

A blaze of ferocity ignited within Shera’s eyes, hues of red eclipsing reason.