The Love I Begged For Was Never Real novel Chapter 397

Nora's voice tore from her throat, hoarse and dripping with absolute despair.

She made it within two steps of him before another pair of Hayes security guards clamped down hard on her shoulders.

Eyes red-rimmed and brimming with tears, she locked onto the ruthless man in front of her.

"Gideon, say something..."

She sobbed, her face streaked with tears, her voice a miserable mix of pleading and defiance. "You found the truth! You know exactly what happened, don't you?!"

Hearing her outburst, Julian turned his head, shooting her a frosty glare as if she were a complete lunatic. Then, he gently laid his lilies at the base of the headstone.

Ignoring Julian entirely, Nora forced a step forward and screamed at Gideon.

"I didn't push Giselle! I didn't throw her off that roof! Tell them!"

"Gideon, just tell them. Just clear my name, please..."

The crowd fell into a tense, momentary hush at her frantic cries. Every eye darted between Nora and Gideon, waiting to see what the head of the Hayes empire would do.

Slowly, Gideon turned his head and leveled a freezing look at her.

His silence was a damning denial of every word she said, perfectly content to let the crowd's hatred fester.

The text message Nora had sent was what drove Giselle to her doom.

Not only had she survived, but now she had the audacity to scream her innocence at this sacred memorial—right where his sister was being laid to rest.

She had let Giselle endure the agony of a shattered body in her place. Was getting cursed out by a crowd really too much for her to handle?

Gideon looked away, dismissing her existence, and turned back to face the memorial.

When he finally spoke, his icy voice sliced through the ambient murmurs.

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