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.

“Yesterday, it appeared Fiona fled

loosened his

identified the person

“The real Aisha is just…”

impersonating another,

scalding. Why

Angela’s Library

at the entrance of the Raynes’ residence last night surfaced in

reaping the greatest advantages. Could Lois be the mastermind behind this elaborate scheme? Fiona had served

meticulously orchestrated by

escape contemplation regarding the true identity of Aisha. His circle of acquaintances

for Fiona and Lois, the logical conclusion would