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.

man blinked,

tone was chillingly casual as he shot a look at his bodyguards. “Take him down. Make sure

sir!” the bodyguards replied

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

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

truck driver was dragged off, farther and farther away, as an overwhelming

his chest.

his face,

blow last time. It’s

other one grumbled, “Why can’t you handle it

one retorted, “Why is it always me doing

do it together–one blow

one said, “Fine,

driver’s blood ran cold, eyes

were discussing breaking the law like it was no big deal.

caring about anything else anymore, just trying desperately to

is against the law! You’ve got money and power.

him away, while Jeffrey remained completely

body going limp

mock seriousness. “Mr. Hanson is sending you off

The truck driver totally cracked under the pressure. “It was Richard Jensen. He told me to trail a pink car with the

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you want to know, I’ll spill it all!” he stammered, practically

skin.

and then looked over at Jeffrey. Jeffrey just gave a tiny nod. Then they hauled the guy right back and dumped him at

exactly who I am, so how could you not recognize who was in that car?” Jeffrey leaned forward, fingers interlocked, the watch on his wrist

face went ghostly pale. He thought, ‘Oh,

one chance to tell the truth,” Jeffrey said, his voice ice–cold.

flooded through the truck driver’s veins. He thought, ‘No… They’ll

illegal!” he shouted, desperate to tug at any scrap

it,” Jeffrey reminded him,

became–until he finally cracked, blurting out everything. “I swear what I said is true. Richard ordered

gaze went cold

with something illegal?” a bodyguard asked in

me he had powerful people backing him up and could get me off easy. Said it was his own daughter in the car, so he