Falsely accused of plagiarism, Shannon Ortega was driven to her death while her CEO husband, Frederick Mueller, celebrated another woman’s stolen success. In her final moments, she revealed the truth—but he chose to protect his “true love” instead.
Three years later, when that same woman demands Shannon’s original artwork, Frederick returns—only to find ashes, a grieving mother, and a broken family. Refusing to believe she’s dead, he destroys the only remains she left behind, blinded by arrogance and obsession.
As buried truths begin to surface, one question lingers: if he never believed she was gone… what happens when he finally realizes she truly is?
Buried Without His Regret Chapter 10 After the exhibition ended, the photo of Frederick kneeling in front of my painting became the beginning of the Mueller family’s complete downfall. In the now-empty villa, Caitlin sorted through the things I had left behind. In the now-empty villa, Caitlin sorted through the things I had left behind.
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Buried Without His Regret Chapter 09 I followed them into Richard’s lavish office. On the computer screen, forged contracts and stolen assets were out in the open. When Richard received the call, he was in his apartment, calming Evangeline. The person on the other end said just one thing, “The audit team is here,” and
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Buried Without His Regret Chapter 08 His touch was gentle, carrying a quiet, almost desperate care he didn’t even realize. At the same time, an urgent investigation report was delivered to Caitlin. The private investigator had worked fast. The first page showed the financial records of Evangeline’s studio. Every transaction from her artwork traced back
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Buried Without His Regret Chapter 07 The news about Evangeline’s plagiarism exploded online and shot straight to the top of trending news. Angry netizens started digging into her timeline with Frederick. From the time I was pregnant to when I was framed, every detail surfaced, each one stained with something ugly. The Mueller Group’s phone
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Buried Without His Regret Chapter 06 Richard’s voice slid in like a whisper from hell, hitting the exact nerve Frederick couldn’t defend. “Freddie, I got in touch with someone inside the U.S. Coast Guard. He wants to talk to you.” The video call connected. A shifty-looking man appeared on the screen, his eyes darting around.
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Buried Without His Regret Chapter 05 The shrill ring of the phone and the cold stillness of the archive room closed in around Frederick, trapping him in place. “Mr. Mueller, the public relations team can’t hold it anymore! The servers are about to crash!” Kieran said, his voice shaking. Frederick finally moved. He didn’t cry
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Buried Without His Regret Chapter 04 He snatched the paper and ripped it apart without a second thought. “I don’t believe it!” The scraps fell like snow, scattering across the floor. “Shannon is hiding somewhere, watching us like this is a joke! Search everywhere! Smash that urn too! Let’s see if she comes out!” Mom
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Buried Without His Regret Chapter 03 The car sped off, leaving Mom and Nicholas’ cries far behind. In a luxurious lounge backstage at the awards ceremony, Evangeline sat on a plush couch, an ice pack resting on her ankle. Frederick pushed the door open, and the anger on his face was instantly replaced with concern.
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Buried Without His Regret Chapter 02 When Frederick heard the words “autopsy report,” he paused for a split second. But whatever doubt crossed his face was quickly swallowed by a surge of anger. “You think I didn’t check?” he snapped. “The Coast Guard records are blank. Nobody was ever recovered. This is obviously Shannon’s trick!”
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Buried Without His Regret Chapter 01 When I was driven to jump into the ocean after being falsely accused of plagiarism, my CEO husband, Frederick Mueller, was busy throwing a lavish, headline‑making wedding with Evangeline Robertson, the very woman who had stolen my work. In my final moments, I laid out all the evidence before
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