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: ...

core. Sometimes, you had to fight fire with

"Mr. Casper, what next?"

from his cigarette, "If he keeps being

I'll handle

she's safe. No room for

it, "You got

gently opened 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

the door and footsteps brought her back, her

are you feeling?" Dillon moved closer, concern and respect in

slightly,

a handle on

a sense of calm returning to her eyes. She

"Thank you, Dillon."

for what's next? If you need somewhere peaceful to recover, I

going to France." She was upfront

was a bit taken

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