Chapter 250 Are You Going to Flee

"Mark..." Tina's eyelids fluttered open. It was like waking up from a dream, and the frenzy of rage that
was in her face was no longer there. Suddenly, every thought came back to her in high definition and
heart throbbed with horror. "I...I killed them..." she murmured, the shock partially paralyzing her.

Although Tina had a reputation of being ruthless and merciless, she had never killed another human
being before. For a moment, fear claimed her, and she lost herself within its embrace.

Fear engulfed her conscience, knocking all other thoughts aside. Hesitantly, Tina's eyes fixated on the
dead corpses before her. The people she killed... were her biological parents... 'No! They are Emily's
parents! Not mine!' Tina cried in her heart, desperately trying to fight off the guilt.

Tina abruptly dropped the gun to the ground. The color on her face disappeared, leaving behind a
deathlike pallor. "I'm glad that you're dead. I can finally be at peace, now that you're gone..." she
muttered under her breath.

But then why did she feel like she was suffocating?

Mr. and Mrs. Bai lay on the ground with eyes wide open staring at Tina closely.

Tina felt as if her heart was being squeezed tightly by a big hand and suffocating her from the inside.
She cried out, "Do not look at me!

Do you hear me?! I'm not afraid of you!"

"It's okay, Tina. They are dead..." said Mark. He stood in front of Tina to block her view of Mr. and Mrs.
Bai. "Are you okay? Did you get hurt?" he asked.

Tina jumped into his warm embrace, looking for shelter in his arms, like she used to do as a child,
every time she would get into trouble. "M...Mark, Mark....I killed them... I killed them with my own
hands..." she mumbled indistinctly, lips trembling like dry leaf.



Tina hated Mr. and Mrs. Bai, just as much as she hated Emily. Her hatred for them had increased
tenfold ever since she found out that they were her biological parents.

Tina had been wishing for their deaths like a vulture, ever since they revealed her true birth identity to
the world, bringing her shame and lowering her social status in front of Emily.

But she never thought that she would end up killing them!

Consumed by her hatred and anger, Tina lost control of her emotions and shot them dead!

"Do you know that those who humiliate their parents will suffer from an eternity of damnation?"
Andrew's angry words haunted Tina's mind, and for the first time in her life she felt frightened by a
premonition of imminent disaster.

Would she suffer from eternal damnation for killing her parents?

Mark comforted Tina, "It's okay. It's not your fault..." Holding Tina tightly in his arms, he continued to
soothe her, "They deserved to die, right?"

'From now on, Tina is no longer anyone's daughter! She belongs to no one, but me. As sister or lover, I
don't care. It's all the same to me, ' Mark thought in his mind.

"What will I do? What should I do now?" she asked. Bewildered, Tina was losing her mind, bit by bit,
with every passing second.

Mark gently patted Tina's back and cast a surreptitious glance out of the corner of his eyes, at the two
bodies. "Don't be afraid. I will take care of it, okay?" he said under his breath.

Mark spoke as if he was just talking about the weather. His calm and composed disposition made Tina
feel relaxed, and she nodded her head with agreement in his arms.



"Will you promise me that you'll stop using drugs from now on? Look at what it's done to your mind,
Tina," he said.

Tina hesitated for a moment, and her eyes were skittish as she raised her head to look at Mark. After a
brief pause, she nodded and said, "... Okay."

"Good girl," he said. Mark kissed her forehead and gazed deep into her eyes.

....

The next morning.

Emily fought off her sadness and pulled herself together, reluctantly. Then she headed straight to the
airport to catch her flight.

However, while she was waiting to board, the security alarm went off in the terminal and two policemen
approached her rather quickly.

"Miss Emily, you are involved in a major criminal case. Please come with us now," said one of the
policemen.

Stunned, Emily froze in her place, and she couldn't force any word out of her throat until the policeman
was standing in front of her. Puzzled, she asked, "... Are you sure you're not mistaking me for someone
else? I have urgent business I must attend to."

The policemen looked at each other and then shifted their sights towards Emily. "We are sure, Miss
Emily. Were you hoping to flee from the authorities? Is that why you're here in the airport?" asked the
other policeman.

"I'm not fleeing, but I do have something urgent..." Emily explained.



"Miss Emily, please come with us. Don't make this harder than it needs to be," the first policeman
interrupted. If that was not Emily, the police had already caught her back to the police station. How
could they talk so politely with her?

Anyway, the police needed to concern Jacob so they made some leeway for Emily.

Emily bit her lip, having realized that she was going to miss the flight. "Fine, I will cooperate with you on
your investigation, but you need to tell me what's going on at least," she said.

Emily knew that she didn't do anything illegal, so she wondered whether the Tao family was platting to
frame her for something.

To some extent, Emily's instincts were on point.

"You will come to know everything once you arrive at the spot," said the policeman. The other
policeman looked at Emily anxiously, but he did not say anything to Emily about what had happened.

This made Emily feel worried and the feeling became even stronger as she walked back with them to
the police car.

Soon, they arrived at the spot. However, before they took Emily out of the car, they handcuffed her.

"Is this really necessary? asked Emily.

"Miss Emily, we need to follow proper procedures and now it's time to identify the crime scene,"
answered the policeman.

"What are you talking about?" Emily asked anxiously. Emily had guessed something was not right, but
she didn't want to speculate on the matter. "Can you just tell me what's going on? " she asked.



The policeman studied Emily's eyes for a while, wondering whether she was lying or not. "Your foster
parents were found dead in your apartment. Your neighbors called it in when they saw the blood
flowing out from the cracks of the door," he answered.

"What? !" she gasped.

Shocked, Emily did not have the words to express her disbelief. "Could you please say that again...
What did you say just now?" she asked.

"Your foster parents were found dead in your apartment and now you are the major suspect," he
answered.

'Dead... How did they die?' Emily kept repeating the question in her head, over and over again. Anxiety
turned into panic, and soon the world was slowly disappearing in front of her. She forced herself to
believe that none of it was real. "That's impossible. I saw them just yesterday. You must be kidding,
right?" she asked, in denial.

Neither of the policemen answered her, as they took Emily upstairs.

Slowly, Emily's brain picked up her feet in an unbalanced gait, carelessly dropping the lead weights to
the ground with each harrowing step. Her mind wanted to run fast, but her body refused to cooperate.

Emily was in denial. She didn't want to entertain even the slightest chance, that the policeman was
telling the truth and that her parents were dead.

When Emily stood at her doorstep, she didn't need to go in and take a closer look as she could see the
two bodies lying on a pool of blood.

"Bam"— Reality had hit Emily like a freight train.



Shock choked the breath from her lungs and left her body dry heaving. The sight of the two bodies
covered with white cloth, devastated her. A scream dragged up her throat but it emerged as a groan.
Salty tears spilled over onto her cheeks leaving a tight, dry feeling.

"Dad, mom, it can't be you, right?" Emily asked herself, under her breath. Emily held on to that one tiny
shred of hope in her heart.

Just as long as she did not see their faces, she could still lie to herself.

Unfortunately, hope was the last thing to die, as the forensic scientist unveiled the white cloth and
asked, "Miss Emily, are they your foster parents?"

Emily's world disappeared into darkness, as soon as she laid her eyes on their familiar, pale faces.
Fear curled up inside her and clung to her ribs, settling uncomfortably in her chest.

Shock choked the breath from her lungs and left her body dry heaving. The sight of the two bodies
covered with white cloth, devastated her. A scream dragged up her throat but it emerged as a groan.
Salty tears spilled over onto her cheeks leaving a tight, dry feeling.

"Dad, mom, it can't be you, right?" Emily asked herself, under her breath. Emily held on to that one tiny
shred of hope in her heart.

Just as long as she did not see their faces, she could still lie to herself.

Unfortunately, hope was the last thing to die, as the forensic scientist unveiled the white cloth and
asked, "Miss Emily, are they your foster parents?"

Emily's world disappeared into darkness, as soon as she laid her eyes on their familiar, pale faces.
Fear curled up inside her and clung to her ribs, settling uncomfortably in her chest.



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