Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Stepping back from the bedside, Leon compressed his lips tightly.

Lois reminisced about the days Fiona served as a maid in her house, her chest constricting. Had she denied Fiona those tasks, perhaps she wouldn’t have met her demise.

After her classes, Millie hailed a taxi and boarded it. “Sir, please halt,” Millie suddenly requested.

In the vehicle, she saw Leon stood by an alley with two individuals carrying a stretcher draped in white fabric.

“Who’s that?” Millie disembarked and eyed the stretcher swathed in white.

“It’s Fiona. She’s passed away,” Leon disclosed. “How did she die?” Millie questioned. Hadn’t Fiona been hit by a car the previous day, only to rise and leave in a taxi? How did she suddenly die? Millie was planning to approach Fiona for confirmation of her suspicions.

Her body had internal complications,” Leon clarified. “Yesterday, it appeared Fiona fled in a taxi, fearing capture by the two

his tie, brows

the person

managed before her demise, “The real Aisha is just…” signified that

another, but who had issued that

such severe scalding. Why would she still attempt

Angela’s Library

two servants at the entrance of the Raynes’

Could Lois be the mastermind behind this elaborate scheme? Fiona had served Lois. A cold sweat broke

been meticulously orchestrated by the

found himself unable to escape contemplation regarding the true identity of Aisha. His circle of acquaintances was

and Lois, the logical