Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 398

And yet, that last remaining shred of kindness in her was precisely what became the weapon that pushed her into the abyss.

As Lucas pieced together this information, his mood grew heavier and more conflicted.

He sighed again, unable to stop himself from remarking, "The only two people Isabella ever trusted in her life were the Nightfall brothers. She could never have imagined that they would be the ones to stab her in the back."

"Then again... I've heard stories about your grandfather's methods for 'training his dogs.' The kind of brutal conditioning those brothers endured since childhood..."

"No matter how fond their memories of the orphanage were, after years of that kind of torture, any gratitude they felt for Isabella probably turned into nothing but endless resentment, don't you think?"

Linton’s gaze was downcast, his handsome face devoid of expression. "Who knows?" he said in a cool, detached tone.

They say fate plays cruel tricks.

But ultimately, at every fork in the road, the path is chosen by one's own hand, isn't it?

Lucas was still pondering the tragic irony of it all, when an absurd possibility occurred to him.

"Mr. Cooper, if you think about it..."

"After the Nightfall brothers received Damian Cooper's order, they didn't go after Matthew directly. They specifically sought out Isabella, planning to use her as a proxy.

"They went to great lengths to manipulate her into participating in Matthew's murder, and they kept her in the dark right up until her arrest, letting her believe she was the one pulling the strings, that it was all her plan born from love-turned-hate."

"Could that have been... a form of revenge against Isabella?"

Linton was still leaning languidly against the car, his dark lashes lowered, his handsome face unreadable.

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