Lina sympathized with Joyce, but she could also understand Stanley's point of view.

After all, given his past, it was understandable that he did not want the child.

Likewise, Joyce was equally entitled to the right of keeping the baby.

Both of them were not at fault. It just so happened that they had different stances.

“Do you really have to get involved, Nat?” Lina asked.

Natalie sat down. “Well, honestly speaking, this is their problem. I should not interfere since it concerns their private lives, but Joyce is really stuck in the situation right now. That is why she begged me to help. I can't just leave her be, so I have no choice.”

Natalie had made up her mind that she would go all out to help her friend even if things might end up badly.

“Then what's your plan?” Lina asked.

Natalie shook her head. “I'm still not sure. I need to talk to Stanley first before I decide on anything.”

With that said, she took up her phone again and looked for Stanley's number before making the call.

The man picked up in no time. “Nat,” he greeted, his voice as gentle as always.

“Hi, Stanley. It's been a while,” Natalie replied, putting on a smile.

Over on the other side of the phone, a sinister ray of light reflected from Stanley's glasses. “Yeah, it's been a while.”

“How have you been? I heard you went looking for the killer. Have you found him?” Natalie asked.

Stanley looked at the plastinated human body in front of him, and a menacing smile broke out across his curved lips. “I found him,” he seethed in a low, raspy voice.

“Really? That's great!” Natalie smiled happily. “What did you do to him?”

What did I do to him?

“I sent him to where he deserves to be,” he said with a crooked smile, still staring at the body.

“Where he deserves to be?” Natalie was stunned for a moment. “You mean prison?”

Prison?

Stanley smiled mockingly without saying a word.

There's no way I would send the person who killed my parents to jail. That would be heaven for him. They would never make him pay with his life for killing my parents. He could still go free.

To Stanley, the sweetest revenge was one exacted with his own hands.

He was a high-ranking official in the organization. He might have retired, but he was still influential, so getting out of prison would be easy as pie for him. I would never let someone like him go to prison, so I took care of him myself. This is the only way to make sure he never escaped death.

That explained the plastinated human body in front of Stanley. He had killed the man the moment he found him.
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