Chapter 263

“Damien Walker died twenty two years ago.” Bellatrix froze mid step, brows knitting together at the top of her head. Damien was...dead? Since twenty two years ago? That couldn't be possible. She'd just seen the sociopath yesterday, not even a week ago, and now, he's been dead for nearly twenty three years? That can't be. There's no way it could. She parted her lips, yet the words wouldn't leave her throat. Beside her, Avery eyed her with worry, while Charlie sat up straight, a frown on his little face. She could feel his eyes boring into her, but the news Nathan had dropped on her had her rooted in place. Finally, she cleared her throat. "What?" "You heard me right, Ms. Bellatrix." Nathan said, a bit softer. "Damien Walker died twenty two years ago after suffering a high fever at..." There was a pause, the sound of paper rustling filled the other end of the line, then Nathan continued. "Golden Orphanage." The frown on Bellatrix's face deepened. Golden home orphanage? Where had she hear