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."

the caller, a dark figure appeared behind the glass doors. Not even the fresh roses

her call, he silently pushed open the door and

agonized

"AHHH!"

In the downpour, servants frantically carried a

in the rain. Black shoes stepped

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

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

he'd wanted to bring his daughter over. When

typically composed man erupted in rage. His precious daughter, whom he'd cherished from birth,

this for a

called him directly to handle the situation. Instead, Elijah had not only kept silent but repeatedly endangered Gloria's

for the years Elijah had genuinely cared for Gloria,

himself, he decided to cut ties with the Phillips family. He'd repaid tenfold any expenses Gloria had incurred while

you" for Elijah's "guidance," he sent two identical packages of evidence about Jenna's crimes—one to Elijah

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