The news of Anastasia's demise was everywhere. Every blog, newspaper, and social media page carried the headlines.
★The secret wife of billionaire Mason Harrington dies in tragic car explosion.★
Nicholas sat in his room, swirling a glass of whiskey, his brows furrowed. The dim light in the room reflected his mood.
"Why would Valerie go this far?" he muttered aloud. "This wasn't part of any reasonable game... This is total madness."
He took another gulp of whiskey and ran his fingers through his hair. He looked at the untouched bottle beside him.
'Anastasia wasn't just a pawn... she was innocent. She didn't deserve to be caught in all of this.'
'I wish I had seen this coming, but this took everyone unaware, even Mason didn't see it coming.' Nicholas thought, as he looked broken.
His phone rang. It was his mother... Elizabeth.
He sighed and picked it up. "Hello, Mother."
