“Do you think Jacqueline has only hurt my wife and my parents, huh?” Shane snapped, breaking Jackson's reverie.

“W-What do you mean? Did she hurt anyone else?” Jackson stuttered, dumbfounded.

“Yeah, her parents,” Shane enunciated every word slowly.

To Jackson, those simple words were like a wall that came crashing down on him.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally recomposed himself and asked hesitantly, “Do you mean to say that Jacqueline has something to do with her parents' death?”

“According to my investigation, she could be the one who orchestrated everything, causing the death of Mr. Graham and his wife.” Shane's words sent Jackson into a tizzy.

Undoubtedly, orchestrating was even more petrifying than getting involved. One's involvement in someone's death might be an indirect or unintentional act. But with orchestration, it was totally different. In other words, Jacqueline could have committed the crime of attempted murder.

Right that instant, Jackson felt his blood run cold. Blood drained from his baby face as he mumbled, “How could it be...”

frantically and was reluctant to accept the truth. “How could she harm

Look how she repaid my parents' love and care for

was at a loss for words. Shane's parents did not treat her well? No, it's the opposite. I saw it with my own eyes how they treated her as though she was their

her dearly as though she were their own daughter. And because of that, it would

could it be...” A horror-stricken Jackson staggered backward

frigidly. “This is the

fault! I was wrong!”

love with such a horrendous devil. Not to mention he had let go of her impulsively. She's a freaking cold-hearted devil who killed her own parents! Damn it!

rush of suffocating remorse. He pulled his hair even

giving any words of comfort to the man who

only has himself

his gaze away from him and strode

Jackson come to himself. He stood up right

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