---- Chapter 8 At the Brown's den, Gary sat motionless, his hand trembling as he watched the video again and again. Jane's face-always so soft, so innocent-twisted into something grotesque and smug on screen. He had never seen this side of her before. Had he been blind all along? Across from him, Mr. and Mrs. Black stared at the screen in silence. Both of their eyes were bloodshot. Mrs. Black's voice trembled. "'..We were wrong about Nadia," she whispered. "Go. Go find her. I need to tell her-it was my fault. All of it. " Mr. Black choked up. "I'll call her doctor. She must be hiding with him. She's angry with us, that's why she lied. That has to be it." Gary nodded eagerly. "Yes. She texted me just yesterday. Said she was fine. There's no way she died ---- three days ago..." But even as he said it, a terrible possibility settled over them. Upstairs, footsteps echoed down the stairs. Jane descended slowly, supported by the housemaid. She hadn't seen the news yet. Her expression was one of perfect concern. "T heard Nadia's gone missing," she said anxiously. " Is it true? I'm so worried about her." Three pairs of eyes turned toward her, dead silent. Their stares pierced through her like knives. Especially Gary. His gaze was cold, unreadable.They never do the Consummation, why did Jane lie? Achill ran through Jane's spine. In the past, Mrs. Black would have immediately jumped in, scolding Nadia, comforting her. But now... no one spoke. ---- And Mrs. Black looked at her the way she used to look at Nadia. Unnerved, Jane asked in a trembling voice, "Why aren't any of you saying anything?" Did they find out? No... impossible... Mrs. Black was just about to speak when Beta Bill burst in, breathless. "Sir-sir, we found something. About... about your mate." Gary shot to his feet. So did Mr. and Mrs. Black. Their sudden attention made Bill hesitate. Their anticipation felt too heavy. He didn't know whether to speak. Jane watched the scene unfold, jealousy burning hot in her chest. She shoved the maid aside, feigned a stumble, and tumbled down the stairs, letting out a pitiful scream. No one turned.