Chapter 195 Deceive

Caleb tamped down his fury and instantly assumed an expression of inconsolable grief. "Gabriel, how can you say that about me?" he cried. "Dad—He just mentioned my mother. He said he felt guilty about her and told me to stay." Caleb acted with practiced sincerity, eyes brimming with contrived tears. "That was my father's wish. You cannot refuse him." He used Edward as a shield, convinced that Gabriel—arrogant as he was—would not dare defy a dying elder's wish in public. Emily watched the cheap act and felt bile rise in her throat. She scoffed. "Is that so?" she coldly said. "Then that settles it. When Edward wakes up, let him tell us that himself." The words hit Caleb like a frozen palm to the face. Wake up? Impossible. He had pressed with all his strength. He had meant to kill him. The thought that Edward could possibly recover sent a cold sweat down his back. Caleb wavered and nearly lost the facade for a moment. But still, he forced a hideous half-smile. "I—I was just so wor