Chapter 2332

A first-rate Wiktorian mansion was located in a secluded and quiet area on the East Side. It was Justin's private residence. Outsiders were unaware of its existence.

Sheryl arrived in the early hours of the morning, rushing to report to Justin, only to bump into Remy, who exuded an unmistakable air of coldness.

His eyes were bloodshot as if he hadn't slept in days.

A menacing vibe surrounded him, and his eyes burned with feral intensity. Sheryl felt unsettled and longed to flee his presence.

"You're like a ghoul," she muttered under her breath, rolling her eyes before knocking on the door to enter Justin's study.

Remy remained expressionless in the face of her contemptuous remark. He followed her into

the room.

his wheelchair, idly toying with a colorful cockatiel in its gilded

of Justin, the former idolized the latter, mimicking his habits and hobbies, convinced that they were the

a

desire to merge with the idol, to become them, was an

voice recording," Sheryl said, stepping forward. She pulled out her phone and, in Remy's presence, played the conversation between

heard the words promise' and

forced positivity was palpable, and it stirred a tempest of

Sheryl continued, "I had someone hack into Jasper's car's dashcam to retrieve

tinged with dissatisfaction. "It's a shame we didn't

this conversation is priceless to

elated. "Thank you

his voice low and measured. "There's something

me your

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