Chapter 1372
Wyatt was freaking out.
"Come with me," Fiona said.
Wyatt, still confused, followed Fiona out of the villa, down a quiet path, and to a cabin by the lake.
The lights were on, but the fireplace was cold.
Fiona went to the bookshelf, pulled out a leather notebook from a messy pile of books, and handed it to Wyatt.
Wyatt took a quick look.
The leather notebook had a broken lock, and it looked like it had been smashed recently.
"What is this?" Wyatt asked, not taking it right away.
"A diary," Fiona said. "Odette's diary."
"Where did you get this?" Wyatt was shocked and grabbed it immediately.
As he opened the diary, he could tell it had been buried for a long time. The pages were yellowed and had insect damage.
It was in much worse shape than Aiden's diary, but still readable.
"Mike dug up Odette's grave," Fiona said, settling into her seat and wrapping a soft cashmere shawl around her shoulders, just like the one Rose had given her. "Sit down and read it slowly."
Yeah, that day, Fiona had Mike dig up Odette's grave.
Mike was quick; he got two local thugs and opened Odette's grave in the middle of the night.
Mike said Odette's coffin was top-notch.
Brooke hadn't skimped on it.
After opening the coffin, besides Odette's bones, Mike found a tin box inside.
He took out the tin box.
After disinfecting and cleaning it, Mike opened the box as Fiona instructed.
Inside, besides a pair of rings, there were things Mike couldn't figure out, and also a thick locked diary.
It looked super old.
Fiona had Mike carefully label and pack the items and send them to her.
Fiona quickly found out who owned the rings.
Aiden had proposed to Marisole, and these rings were their wedding rings.
The other items, Fiona later found their origins in the diary.
The cheap red plastic hoop earring belonged to Paula.
There was also a piece of something with a patina on it, which, at first glance, no one could guess what it was. But after reading the diary, it turned out to be a segment of a ring finger bone.
It was the ring finger bone of Rose's biological father.
Wyatt flipped through the diary quickly.
Not because he was a speed reader, but because a wave of disgust hit him.
The quiet malice in this diary was like the winter chill that seeps into your bones, leaving you shivering and exposed.
"Damn it!" Halfway through, Wyatt slammed the diary shut and threw it to the ground.
He yelled, "She switched Aiden's medication!" Wyatt grabbed his hair, his face full of anger. "It wasn't Aiden who killed his fiancée. Odette was the real culprit!"
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