Landon's eyes darkened at those words. "You dialed the wrong number. If it's an emergency, call the police. I don't deal with that."

Call the police? Sylvia couldn't possibly do that.

After all these years of being with Preston, she wasn't totally innocent either. If she called the police, they would dig up her secrets, and she would inevitably end up in prison.

"Landon! Preston has gone mad! H-He killed your grandfather!" Sylvia hoarsely shouted.

Landon was stunned, abruptly turning around. Every inch of his face tensed up tightly, his heart pounding fiercely against his chest.

"What did you say? Say it again!"

"Just last night... Preston arranged to meet Cornelius at Primrose Manor. When I found out, I followed him there to discuss my divorce with Cornelius.

"But I saw with my own eyes Preston and Frank dragging out two body bags from the villa. I even heard Preston tell Frank to clean up the bodies of Cornelius and his secretary!"

ran, but they saw me! They must have seen

he'll definitely kill me! If

bodies?" Landon's mind was

the bodies West, but

here," Landon quickly said. Without explaining further, he

he couldn't hear

eyes, scenes of happy families

felt as if he was the only one in this world collapsing

flickered in Landon's mind

to play with him outdoors when he was young, often because Bill

that Cornelius was the one who had

recalled how Cornelius had bought him his first cotton candy because his parents

was given by

been killing for most of my life. My hands are either red or black. I'm tired of it. From now on, I hope the Harper family can take the right path. I hope

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