Chapter 95

Ryan looked devastated, his gaze fixed on the object clutched tightly in Sophia's lifeless hand. "This isn't hers. No way that belongs to Sophia. But she was holding onto it when she died. That's gotta mean something. That bracelet must've come from whoever pushed her." Gasps erupted among the guests. Just moments ago, Sophia's fall seemed like nothing more than a drunken accident-she'd been mingling, toasting constantly-it made sense. No one had dared consider murder. Not here. Not during an engagement party at the Turner estate. But if it really was intentional, that meant the killer was still here, right among them. The thought alone sent chills through the crowd. William stepped closer, squinting at the bracelet clenched in Sophia's hand. He stared at it for a while before murmuring, "It looks familiar... I feel like I've seen it before..." Mia had also caught a clear look at it by now, and her expression froze in surprise. As the room buzzed with confusion, a sudden loud voice cut