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."

figure appeared behind the glass doors. Not even the fresh roses could soften the

call, he silently pushed open the door

later, an agonized scream erupted from the

"AHHH!"

lightning split the sky. In the downpour, servants frantically carried a bloody body

gradually washing away in the rain. Black shoes

returning to her father, she'd carefully checked that her injuries weren't visible

about what had

wanted to bring his daughter over. When she suddenly agreed after years of refusal,

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

done this for a woman with multiple murders to

could have called him directly to handle the situation.

for Gloria, her father

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

packages of evidence about

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