The poisoned treasure
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  • Reads 59
  • Votes 11
  • Parts 5
  • Time 34m
Ongoing, First published Feb 21
In the slums of Armantia, a murder mystery unfolds after a poisoned corpse is found. Hazeline Myrtle, a seasoned investigator, delves into the case, navigating a world of corruption and intrigue. As she uncovers clues, she confronts powerful adversaries and unearths secrets that threaten the nation's very fabric. From the opulent palace to the shadowy slums, Hazeline races against time to expose the killer in a society where justice favors the elite.
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WATTPAD BOOKS EDITION Griffin Tomlin is dead. And Clara's sister killed him . . . Four months after the murder, the entire town of Shiloh is still in shock. For Clara Porterfield, the normal world has crumbled around her in a million chaotic pieces. Now Clara lives in a new reality, where her sister awaits trial for murder, her mother obsessively digs in a dead, frozen garden, and her father lives and breathes denial. At school, Clara is haunted by her classmates' morbid curiosity-and all of the unspoken questions they won't ask. But none of them knows what she knows . . . Now Clara's sister wants something from her-the one thing in all of this that Clara isn't ready to face: the truth about what really happened that night. Because this story didn't die with Griffin Tomlin. There's another story that needs to be told. And sometimes, the lies we're told are nowhere near as deadly as the lies we tell ourselves . . .