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!"

and ran, but they saw me! They must have seen my car and recognized it was

of here, he'll definitely kill me! If he

the bodies?" Landon's mind was in

to take the bodies West, but I don't know exactly

here," Landon quickly said. Without explaining further, he turned and swiftly

phone, but he couldn't hear anything. He completely relied on his

eyes, scenes of happy

as if he was the only one in this world collapsing

in Landon's mind

him outdoors when he was young, often because Bill was busy with

Cornelius was the one who had

how Cornelius had bought him his

was given

either red or black. I'm tired of it. From now

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