After the divorce, he begged

“You guys head back to Rebecca’s Manor and wait for me,” Jeffrey told Rebecca. “Once I’ve got everything sorted out, I’ll come talk to you.”

“Okay,” Rebecca agreed without hesitation.

Jeffrey added, “I’ve already sent Victor to pick up Samuel. Don’t worry.”

“Sure,” Rebecca replied.

Jeffrey nodded, ruffled her hair, and then left.

Not long after he left, Gregory pulled up in a car to pick them up, greeting Rebecca and Jessica with his usual respectful manner. “Ms. Jensen, Ms. Scott, Mr. Hanson asked us to take you back to Rebecca’s Manor.”

The two of them got into the car together. They couldn’t help but replay everything that had just happened in their mind.

“If this whole mess was really set up, then I’m most likely the target…” Rebecca glanced at Jessica, guilt flickering in her eyes as she tried to apologize.

Jessica didn’t even let her finish. She said, “So what if they’re coming after you? If they know you’re my and still pull this kind of stunt, it means they think nothing of me.

“And if anyone dares disrespect me, I’ll fight them to the bitter end.”

A warm feeling blossomed in Rebecca’s chest, and she wanted to say something more.

“Alright, zip it already,” Jessica cut her off again.

“You two are really close,” Gregory remarked warmly from the driver’s seat.

friend

“Of course. We’ve been joined at the hip ever since we were kids,” Jessica declared without hesitation. Then, realizing Jeffrey hadn’t come back with them, she asked, “By the way, where’s Mr. Hanson?”

After something like this, she thought that Jeffrey should be here comforting Rebecca, just like he did when their car finally stopped.

“He’s asking the truck driver a few questions,” Gregory said, sidestepping the truth. He didn’t dare tell Rebecca what was really going on, worried he might scare her.

Meanwhile, Jeffrey was lounging in a scarcely occupied villa on the outskirts. On either side of him, two neat lines of bodyguards stood with military precision, while a middle–aged man–looking deceptively honest- faced him, sweating bullets.

Jeffrey locked eyes with the man, his aura so commanding it felt like the air itself had grown heavier.

The middle–aged man was practically shaking in his boots.

“Spill it. Who put you up to this?” Jeffrey leaned back on the couch, his tone lazy–yet somehow it froze the blood in the man’s veins.

The man blinked,

chillingly casual as he shot a look at his bodyguards. “Take him

the bodyguards replied

I’m just a truck driver. If I did anything to offend you,

silent. Though he remained silent, a sense of menace hung heavy in the

farther away, as an overwhelming fear started to spread

his chest.

on his face, two bodyguards began

did the last blow last

can’t you handle

“Why is it

just do it together–one blow each, we’ll take

first one said,

ran cold, eyes

law like it was no big deal. He thought, ‘Seriously? Aren’t we in a

Hanson!” the truck driver cried out in panic, not caring about anything else anymore, just

“Murder is against the law! You’ve got money and power. Why risk everything by doing

dragging him away, while Jeffrey

body going limp with

mock seriousness. “Mr. Hanson is sending you off to live

totally cracked under the pressure. “It was Richard Jensen. He told me to trail a pink car with the plate ending in 186. I seriously had no clue those were your

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kill me. Whatever you want to know, I’ll spill it all!” he

skin.

just gave a tiny nod. Then they hauled the

could you not recognize who was in that car?” Jeffrey leaned forward, fingers interlocked, the watch on his wrist gleaming against

ghostly pale. He thought, ‘Oh,

said, his voice ice–cold. “If you mess it up, I’ll

driver’s veins. He thought,

shouted, desperate to tug at any scrap of humanity Jeffrey might have

got three minutes to spill it,” Jeffrey reminded him, tapping

the truck driver became–until he finally cracked, blurting out everything. “I swear what I

gaze went cold

along with something illegal?” a bodyguard asked

could get me off easy. Said it was his own daughter in the car, so he wouldn’t let anything