Chapter 629 [Bonus chapter] Confirming the Truth

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Chapter 629 [Bonus chapter] Confirming the Truth

Day Seventy...

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Helena, after regaining her composure, gracefully rose from her seat and adorned her face with her most counterfeit smile, masking her inner turmoil. She held an unwavering confidence that her guards would arrive imminently. All she had to do was keep Jane engaged in conversation, to buy the necessary time for her men to come.

"Miss," Helena began, her voice dripping with a contemptuous sneer, "after your rather aggressive encounter with me, I must admit I'm surprised to see you boldly present yourself before me and my fiancé. Do you really want to challenge me?" She put on a facade of unwavering courage, yet her eyes were fixed on the entrance of the booth, eagerly anticipating the arrival of her guards.

To her dismay, the guards had yet to make their appearance. A pang of frustration coursed through Helena's thoughts. 'Useless bastards,' she seethed inwardly. 'Why are they taking so long to arrive?' Her patience was wearing thin as she continued to maintain her facade in front of Jane, all the while growing increasingly concerned about her underlings' delayed response.

Little did she know, Hanabi and Cherry had already taken action before the guards could even enter the booth. Their sharp, watchful eyes had detected the ominous presence of four lurking men, and their instincts told them that trouble was brewing.

To ensure Jane's conversation remained undisturbed, Hanabi and Cherry sprang into action, effectively intervening to neutralize the potential threat. However, they were still clueless that the person inside the booth was Helena, not Vincent.

'Where are my bodyguards?! This bitch is going to kill me!' Panic and determination surged within her as she fought against the suffocating grip.

Fortunately, Jane had no plan of killing her yet. Killing her was an unsatisfying revenge. This was her chance to unravel the truth.

In that moment of intense confrontation, Jane's desperation led her to forcefully tear at Helena's blouse, revealing the surgical scars on her chest. The fabric ripped with a sharp, tearing sound, exposing the delicate, faded marks that held the key to a hidden truth.

'I knew it!' Jane exclaimed with a mixture of astonishment and vindication. She peered at the scar on Helena's chest, her inner voice filled with conviction.

'Even though she may have altered her appearance, this scar remained in her body. There's no doubt about it! She's Monica! I remember that encounter vividly. I drove a knife right into her chest, and this scar is irrefutable proof of that moment.' Jane's revelation carried with it a profound sense of confirmation, connecting the dots to an unforgettable past encounter.

Having fulfilled the first part of her mission, Jane released Helena from her strangling grip. Helena dropped to her knees as she gasped for air while covering her exposed body. Her chest heaving as she desperately inhaled, each breath a painful reminder of the suffocating ordeal she had just endured.

Her eyes were wide with a mixture of relief and terror as she struggled to regain control over her breathing, trembling with the lingering shock caused by Jane's aggressive attack. She thought she was going to die moments ago.

Jane leaned in closer, her voice a chilling whisper that made Helena's skin crawl. "I'm not yet done with you..." Jane's words hung in the air, suspense thickening as she paused before uttering a name that seemed to echo ominously. "Monica."

Helena's eyes widened in sheer shock, her complexion paling as if drained of color. Her entire body tensed as the weight of that name bore down on her.

'What?! Has she recognized me?' Panic surged through Helena's mind. 'Could it be because of the scar?' She stared at Jane, a chaotic blend of shock and fear etched across her features. A torrent of thoughts raced through her mind. 'Don't tell me... has her memory returned?'