CHAPTER 82: DOOM ON THE DANVERS

"They will all perish soon, my love. Have no fear, their time is nigh.. closer than we anticipated." Slowly rising from his bed, Evans gazed upon Susan, whose solemn gaze remained transfixed on the clouds outside their window. With a hint of morbid relish in his voice, Evans uttered "I too cannot help but count the days to their downfall, my dearest," Susan replied, her voice laced with a chilling certainty. "Not a single word shall I speak about the truth or neither will I rest until they have breathed their final breaths and all the wealth is finally where it belongs.. with us." "Yes, my dear," Evans murmured, his voice husky with eagerness. "Soon, oh so very soon, they will all die or be broken. The days are numbered for our enemies.. our so called family members, and their end will be sweet indeed." He grinned, relishing the thought. Susan replied, her voice carrying a chilling undertone, "Yes, my love. And not just figuratively. The skies too shall weep for their demise, for th