His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 689 No Coincidence

This remark was not only aimed at those around him but was also intended for Josiah to hear.

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Everyone around him was nodding in agreement, all bowing their heads in apology, but no one dared to approach Jesiah to speak. This sight made Dillon’s blood boil with frustration, and he cursed, “Useless fools!”

Seeing no one around him that he could rely on, he had no choice but to muster up the courage and initiate a conversation. “Mr. Guerra, what a coincidence. I didn’t expect to run into you here.”

Josiah sat steady and composed, not even bothering to lift his eyelids as he said coolly, “Mr. Lanister, would know best whether this is mere coincidence or something you’ve done intentionally.”

He didn’t ask any questions. He was simply recounting the facts calmly.

The temperature around instantly dropped to freezing.

Dillon was well aware of the situation, but precisely because of that, he couldn’t admit it. His hands, hanging by his side, clenched nervously. With an almost ingratiating smile on his face, he said, “Mr. Guerra, it’s a misunderstanding. It’s truly a misunderstanding.”

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Josiah slightly lifted his eyelashes, and with a thoughtful expression on his face, he said. “Misunderstanding? Since you put it that way, I’ll give you a chance to explain. I’m quite curious. What kind of misunderstanding could lead you to take human life lightly in the village? If I didn’t know how to swim, I’d probably be the second unidentified body in the lake by now.”

The roots and stems of the lotus, entwined and interlaced beneath the lake, had grown from the thick mud. There couldn’t have been a more ideal environment for hiding a body. By the time they found the previous victim, only a skeleton was left.

Dillon started rubbing his hands together, playing dumb. “Mr. Guerra, what do you mean by taking human life lightly? You know me. All I want is to conduct my business honestly and make money. I wouldn’t dare to get involved in any illegal activities, let alone murder.”

Tiffany, who had been hiding behind him for quite some time, cautiously stepped forward, wringing her hands as she carefully said, “Jose, Lysa, you’ve really misunderstood my father. He only found out about the incident when the police called him, and he has already personally cooperated with their investigation.”

Lysander looked up, saying candidly, “Ms. Lanister, do you remember what you said during that phone call? That night, we had quite a lengthy conversation.”

“Phone call?” Tiffany initially appeared deep in thought before finally showing an expression of sudden. realization. “Lysa, you’re talking about what happened the night before last, right? It was really late, and I was super tired. I only caught a few things you said about Jose, and then I was too sleepy and fell asleep. When I woke up, I wanted to call you back and ask, but you didn’t answer my call”

She was certain that Lysander had not recorded their conversation, which gave her the audacity to lie through her teeth and blabber nonsense. She was confident that Lysander wouldn’t be able to produce any evidence to refute her, so much so that she almost permanently wore an innocent expression on her face.

However, Lysander simply met her feigned innocence with a smile, as if she didn’t take it to heart at all.

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No Coincidence

aimed at those around him but was also intended for Josiah

in apology, but no one dared to approach Josiah to

no choice but to muster up the courage and initiate a conversation. “Mr. Guerra,

as he said coolly, “Mr.

any questions. He was simply recounting the

temperature around instantly dropped to

aware of the situation, but precisely because of that, he couldn’t admit it. His hands, hanging by his side, clenched nervously. With an almost ingratiating smile on his face, he said, “Mr. Guerra, it’s

it that way, I’ll give you a chance to explain. I’m quite curious. What kind of misunderstanding could lead you to take human life lightly in the

the thick mud. There couldn’t have been a more ideal environment for hiding a body. By

life lightly? You know me. All I want is to conduct my business honestly and

for quite some time, cautiously stepped forward, wringing her hands as she carefully said, “Jose, Lysa, you’ve really misunderstood my father. He only found out about the incident when the police

saying candidly, “Ms. Lanister, do you remember what you said during that

sudden realization. “Lysa, you’re talking about what happened the night before last, right? It was really late, and I was super tired. I only caught a few things you said about Jose, and then I was too sleepy and fell asleep. When I woke up, I wanted to call you back and ask,

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Lysander, her mind racing. In the blink of an eye, she had come up with a brilliant solution to help Dillon

Ms. Lanister, to be here. Compared to being an obedient daughter, you’re

sarcasm or mockery. Yet, Tiffany’s face turned pale when she heard those words. If Josiah weren’t

you insist on me recalling, it’s not like I can’t remember anything. I remember you saying that Jose encountered some danger, but I had no idea where he was. You ended the call without telling me anything more. I was really

words. Everything she said

chuckled. “Well, this is actually good news for

worrying about his safety.

confusion, unable to comprehend the source of Josiah’s joy. However, noting the less gloomy demeanor than before, he quietly heaved a sigh of relief, saying. “Indeed, Mr. Guerra. Tiffany still cares about you deeply. How could we possibly orchestrate someone to harm

smiling, he was filled with regret. Silently, he scolded everyone who was

the situation. The only blame lay with his subordinates

with Josiah, Dillon became unsettled. He was instantly on edge, like a cat on a hot tin roof. Without wasting any time, he was ready to make a phone call, ordering those thugs to