Forbidden Passion

Chapter 574 A Murder Case Without Suspects

Phoebe shot up from her seat. Even though she had suspected all along that Donovan had been set up, she had only suspected Darlene, who was missing. She never saw it coming that Ruby and Vanessa were scheming behind the scenes, trapping Donovan deep.

"Why'd she do it?" Phoebe's voice shook.

Bishop shrugged. "Beats me. You should ask Ruby. But I heard she's tight with Vanessa. Maybe messing with Donovan was just to mess with you."

Phoebe stumbled back into her chair, staring blankly at Bishop. "So Donovan overheard Ruby and Darlene talking, had a huge blowout, and when her scandal hit, she offed Donovan?" Bishop stifled a laugh. "Ms. Ziegler, this ain't a gangster flick. It's not all about whacking people. From what I know, Ruby didn't have the time to pull it off."

"Then why'd Donovan die?" Phoebe was baffled.

The cops called it a murder, but with no solid evidence, they couldn't pin it on anyone and had to close the case.

The whole thing was a dead end. The brake pads were messed with, and a small timed bomb was put in the fuel tank, but no suspects.

It was just nuts!

Bishop shook his head and sighed. "I don't know. Maybe it was just his bad luck. Ms. Ziegler, the real villain here is Theodore. Why don't we team up and take him down?"

Phoebe squinted at him. "Mr. Reynolds, that's why you wanted to meet, huh? Sorry, even if I'm not with him, I'm not with you either."

Bishop blinked, looking a mix of disappointed and resigned. "What a shame."

Phoebe couldn't help but stare at Bishop's eyes. He and Theodore had similar features, but their eyes were totally different.

rounder, making

up. "Mr. Reynolds, whether you had a hand

up his coffee, took a sip, and watched

meet

her car, her mind spinning with all the info. She'd kept it together in front of Bishop, barely holding back a breakdown. She'd been too

thought that he was acting out of infatuation, missing the bigger

Ruby had been plotting against her

that scheming by Vanessa and

phone, her hands were shaking. She took a deep breath, found Ruby's number, and called. Ruby answered quickly, her voice weak.

her lips together. "Where are you?

and sent her an address. Phoebe punched it into the GPS, tossed her phone on the dash,

near Donovan's workplace. The place was big, with snow-covered greenery, and the vibe

into the complex,

she barely raised her hand to knock when

and walked inside. Phoebe followed,

cozy. There were a bunch of photos on the

the photo wall. The pics were clipped up all artsy-like, mostly

and snapped a lot of pics. Meanwhile, she barely had any photos with Donovan on her phone. She couldn't even remember the last time they took

she walked over. "Donovan wasn't into taking photos. At first, he'd only snap pics of me. Sometimes, I'd sneak

sadness in her eyes. The harsh words she had planned to say got

demand answers. But now, all she felt

who deserves to

the photos.