Chapter 1093

Of course, Irene already knew about Taylor’s death. Taylor wasn’t her child, so his death meant absolutely nothing to her beyond the fact that her plan had failed once again. She felt no sadness, only irritation at the waste. But she doctored her expression into pure shock and devastation.

“Taylor’s dead? How is that even possible? He was performing at the concert just hours ago! I was following the…”

“News coverage online — everyone was saying his duet with Stellara was the most incredible performance they’d ever witnessed!” If there was one thing Irene excelled at, it was putting on a convincing show when the situation demanded it. She was completely confident that her act was absolutely flawless and believable.

But something about the way Jason was staring at her made her skin crawl. His gaze was sharp and calculating, filled with a cold mockery that seemed to cut right through her carefully constructed facade. Even through the phone screen, she could feel the humiliating burn of his judgment, as if he could see straight into her rotten soul. Seeds of doubt began planting themselves in her mind.

Jason continued to study her face for several long, uncomfortable moments. Then, without warning, he shifted his phone’s camera away from himself and pointed it downward, showing her the terrifying drop that stretched out below where he was standing. His voice remained completely flat and dead when he spoke again.

“Take a good look, Mom. Do you see what’s down there beneath my feet?”

Just seconds before, the camera had been focused on his face with nothing but sky visible behind him, giving Irene no clue about where he might be. But now, as she stared down into the horrifying chasm that yawned beneath him, her heart nearly stopped beating.

She recognized this place immediately — it was Beakcliff. The rocky outcropping he was standing on stretched out into empty air like the beak of some massive bird of prey. It was the most recognizable and dangerous spot along the entire cliff face.

“Jason, what are you doing at Beakcliff?” Irene’s voice came out sharp and panicked.

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According to everything she knew, all the Evans family members had already left the area and returned home. So why was Jason still there, standing in that terrible place?

Every maternal instinct she possessed was screaming in terror at the sight of her son balanced so precariously on the edge of certain death. One wrong step, one moment of lost balance, and he would plummet to the exact same fate that had claimed Taylor.

Pure panic flooded through her entire body. “Jason, please step back from there right now! You’re standing far too close to the edge — it’s incredibly dangerous!”

Jason could sense the raw worry radiating from her voice, and he knew without question that it came from a place of authentic maternal love. There had never been a moment when he questioned whether his mother truly cared for him. Yet, lurking beneath all that genuine affection lived something dark and twisted. This painful contradiction felt like a blade slowly cutting through his heart.

After showing her the terrifying drop below, Jason slowly moved his phone’s camera in a wide arc, giving Irene a complete view of the barren, windswept clifftop where he stood.

The peak stretched endlessly upward, its surface so sheer and brutal that it seemed impossible anyone could have climbed up here without special equipment.

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