Chapter 561

Dillon clutched his phone, dialing up Casper. For days now, he'd been knee-deep in the whole Manuel mess, piecing together the puzzle. His job? Brief Casper and wait for the next move. "Remember that accident ages ago? Manuel's been nursing a grudge ever since. He cozied up to Ms. Eliza for revenge. And, well, there's something else. Your plane crash? That was his doing too." "He bribed the pilot, swapped him out last minute. The new guy botched it, causing the crash. Also, I've noticed Manuel's been lurking around the young master's preschool. What do you think...?" There was a long silence from Casper's end. Dillon waited patiently.

Finally, Casper's calm, deep voice came through, "I recall his family was buried at Willow Grove Cemetery, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Casper."

"Dig them up."

Dillon: ...What???

"Mr. Casper, I'm not really following you." It was a bit chilling, honestly.

"He wants revenge on me? Wants to mess with my wife and kid? Then let's have his family join the party."

Casper's voice was icy, sending chills down the spine.

Dillon: ...

shake Manuel to his core.

"Mr. Casper, what next?"

flicked the ashes from his cigarette, "If he keeps

Casper, I'll handle

for

it, "You

the door to Eliza's hospital room. Sunlight streamed through the window, casting dappled patterns across the room. Eliza sat quietly on the bed, knees hugged to her chest, her gaze distant as if the

of the door and footsteps brought her back, her eyes finding

Dillon moved closer, concern and respect

slightly, "Much

on the Manuel situation. I'll take care of

eyes. She nodded, a hint of

"Thank you, Dillon."

for a moment, then asked, "Any plans for what's

I'm planning on going to

was a bit

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