Chapter 435

The president’s office, on the top floor of Freeman Group.

John was reading through a document. Wes did not knock on the door before rushing in.

“Wes, don’t you know how to knock on a door?”

Wes took a few breaths and said in a flustered voice, “Mr. Freeman, Mrs. Freeman is dead.”

John stopped writing, and his hand shuddered.

It took him a long time to sneer as calmly as he could. “She will never die. Before this…”

Before he could finish, Wes interrupted. “It’s true this time. The news just came from the prison that Mrs. Freeman was burned to death.”

John looked up at Wes and asked, “Is she… really dead?”

“Yes. Mrs. Freeman was the only one in the infirmary. All the cameras were on, and the police have verified her identity. It’s Mrs. Freeman.”

‘Is she really dead?

‘How?

‘How could she die… before she could forgive me? She can’t die…”

could not

a hoarse voice, “Was it intentional or

there were signs of someone setting fire to the place, but they are

“What?”

slammed the table. He stood up, and his eyes were bloodshot as he gritted his teeth and – said,

he shut himself in a dark room and stared at the night sky without saying a word, recalling all his past

her for the last time, but

‘Why?

be so

days later, the funeral was held at the Larson family’s burial

black suit and sunglasses to

reporters gathered around

nothing as he laid a flower gently on her

John or even

looked at each other. Then, John turned around and

only a few steps when a man rushed forward, seized him by the collar, and pinned him against a

Zyla and Liv would still

was there when they

man away and said coldly,

in the face. “This punch is to teach you a lesson for Liv’s sake! Son of a b*tch! Have you always wanted Liv dead? Are

tell you now! You’ll

the collar and warned him. “Are you threatening me? Look at yourself. I could kill you in

Fred away

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