Chapter 197 - 197: Not a joke
Chapter 197 - 197: Not a joke
The revelation left those that were not aware in shock and doubt. The sureness with which Phoebe delivered the news made it seem like she had personally witnessed the death.
Some like Emilia and Ekhart were in denial. Linda was still their daughter, however flawed she was.
"How dare you say that? You cannot just walk in here and utter such nonsense? You better back up your claims by providing evidence. Where is her body?" Ekhart asked.
Phoebe remained silent, her attention was focused on the old patriarch who was swallowing a pill to calm his nerves. He surprisingly accepted the news way better than she expected. Phoebe had thought the man would cry his eyes out or even collapsed but he had only shut his eyes for a second and then massaged his chest.
"So the dream was not just an ordinary dream. Ohh my dear girl, I was really hoping that you were alive somewhere." His lips trembled as tears rolled down on his wrinkled cheeks.
He put a hand over his eyes and broke down, sobbing loudly, releasing the frustration he had been holding in for so many years.
For a few minutes__, five to be precise, they all remained silent and waited for the old patriarch to calm down. A knot tied in Phoebe's stomach, she fought hard to keep the tears from coming out of her eyes. She felt an ounce of guilt for being the one that had doused the little hope the old man had of finding his grandmother daughter alive.
The butler handed him a tissue which he used to wipe his eyes and blow his nose. The butler collected the tissue and dumped it in waste bin before returning to stand by the old man.
"You are certain." Luther questioned Phoebe.
She nodded. "Patriarch did you also suspect that she could be dead?" She asked.
Luther nodded. "That night when she appeared in my dreams she told me that she was going to a far place. Linda also mentioned that she was happy and at peace finally. That poor girl suffered so much when she was alive and it's my fault, I should have protected her more. I did fear that she was dead but without a body it was better to keep my hope alive.
Every shaman, magician, diviner and the like claimed she was alive but deep down, i knew that she was gone. You are the first to confirm my suspicions, so i know that you are a true shaman indeed." He wiped his haggard wet cheeks.
"Oh come on Mr. Luther, Linda is alive. Everyone, do not buy anything this crook says, we all know her kind relies on tricks to make a living. If she is dead, what about the text messages then?" Conrad wore a cat Cheshire grin. There was no way anyone was going to know that it was him that sent them.
Phoebe sneered at him, she had been taking things slow for the sake of Luther. Now that he had calmed down, it was time to drop the bombs and Conrad had poked the bear at the right moment.
Phoebe laughed scornfully. "Oh yes, Linda's blackmail texts which started this new
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