Shattered Rose He Held On Tight novel Chapter 177

Chapter 177 The Man in the Darkness

Those drugs were potent enough to drive an elephant crazy.

No matter how strong Sterling was, the second he got distracted by the photos and dead animals, he’d be easy to control.

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If anyone saw footage of him snapping, attacking people, killing snakes with his bare hands, and standing over a floor of corpses, they’d think he’d gone completely mad.

He was a respected family leader, but he’d look like a ruthless lunatic.

Who would ever trust him again?

Paula didn’t just want him gone. She wanted him to die in torment, with his good name left in

ruins.

Claudia felt a chill at how cruel Paula’s plan was.

She tried stepping around the bodies, but her shoes got stained with fresh snake blood, mixing with the rain dripping from her clothes.

The stairs were slick with it, too.

But inside, aside from the storm raging outside, everything was eerily quiet.

Every step she took echoed through the empty house.

Claudia blinked her dry, stinging eyes and pushed on, determined to keep climbing.

The hallway upstairs was lined with those horrific photos.

It felt like a graveyard built just for Sterling, memorializing every sin and scar.

She wasn’t worried about him dealing with snakes or traps. What scared her was whether his mind could handle it.

Every moment she stayed here felt unbearable.

At last, she made it to the end of the hall.

Claudia’s eyes landed on a room that faced the garden. Her instincts told her that was where

he’d be.

She gave the door a try. To her surprise, it opened right up.

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The lock was clearly broken from the inside. Yet Sterling hadn’t stepped out.

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Her hand tightened on the knob, and she glanced toward the tiny red lights of the hallway

cameras.

Paula had said maybe Sterling wouldn’t even know who Claudia was anymore. Maybe he’d figured out he was being drugged and would strike at anyone.

But no matter how far gone he was, Claudia wasn’t leaving without him.

She shoved the door wide.

Right then, the fruit knife she’d swiped from Paula flew from her grip.

A green snake slid out from beneath the bed, and she stabbed it straight through the body. It twitched hard, then went limp.

It was the snake’s body scraping against the cello strings that caught Claudia’s attention. It suddenly ended with a metallic twang.

The room was dark, but flashes of lightning outside lit it up, showing everything in detail.

It was nicely furnished but sparse. There was a small bed, a desk, a couch, a window chair, a broken cello on the floor, and walls plastered with photos and decayed corpses.

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