Chapter 92

A note sat on top of the box contents, the words practically shouting from the

page: "EVIDENCE OF JENNA WRIGHT'S CRIMES."

Everything around Elijah seemed to fade as he shakily extracted the items one by one. With each piece of evidence, his expression darkened further.

Meanwhile, at the Phillips estate, Jenna was dozing in the sunroom when her phone's sharp ring jolted her awake.

She frowned, answering without checking the caller ID. "Who is this?"

A venomous voice replied, "Becoming Mrs. Phillips made you forget me already?"

Jenna's hand stilled before she let out a cold laugh. "Forget? How could I possibly forget?"

"You're the worst hitman I've ever hired. I paid you a fortune, and you couldn't even kill one person."

"If I were you, I'd have killed myself by now."

argued with the caller, a dark figure appeared behind the glass doors. Not

Jenna ended her call, he silently pushed open the

agonized scream

"AHHH!"

downpour, servants frantically carried a bloody body

blood pooled on the ground, gradually washing away in the rain. Black shoes stepped through the fading trails as Elijah

reach Gloria in London. Before returning to her father, she'd carefully checked that her injuries weren't visible

about what had happened. But she didn't know that two

to bring his daughter

rage. His precious daughter, whom he'd

done this for a woman

had made mistakes, but Elijah could have called him directly to handle the situation. Instead, Elijah

Elijah had genuinely cared for Gloria, her father would have returned to confront him

with the Phillips family. He'd repaid tenfold

packages of evidence about Jenna's crimes—one to Elijah and

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