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."

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

Jenna ended her call, he silently pushed open the

moment later, an agonized scream

"AHHH!"

crashed as lightning split the sky. In the downpour, servants frantically carried

in the rain. Black shoes stepped through the fading trails

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

fiancé worrying about what had happened. But she didn't know that two people had already investigated

them. From the moment he'd established himself in London, he'd wanted to bring his daughter over. When she suddenly agreed

graphic photos appeared before him, this typically composed man erupted in rage. His precious daughter, whom he'd cherished from birth, had been abused by

for a woman with multiple murders

could have called him directly to handle the situation.

had genuinely cared for Gloria, her father would have

calming himself, he decided to cut ties with the Phillips family. He'd

identical packages

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