Chapter 568

At this moment, Frederic’s eye muscles twitched, his mind a whirlwind of chaos.

Amidst the turmoil, there was a profound sense of unease and fear.

“I have no clue what Mr. Thaddeus meant,” Dennis managed, his forehead beading with cold sweat. He was caught between a rock and a hard place, and any slip of the tongue could spell disaster on both fronts.

“You said earlier that Cynthia’s death might have been foul play? That Thaddeus said Elspeth did it? Does he have proof? Does

he?”

“You really need to ask Mr. Thaddeus, I truly don’t know.”

Frederic released his grip, his hands veined and trembling. His shoulders felt as though they bore the weight of mountains, pressing down inexorably, as each breath became more laborious to draw.

The confident aura he had upon arrival was now nowhere to be seen.

He could accept, tolerate, and stoop as low as possible. Elspeth had trampled over every boundary.

Even now, his disdain for the scheming woman was complete, but for the greater good of the Abernathy Group, for the sake of his reputation as the chairman, he swallowed bitter pills, feigning deafness and muteness time and again!

there was one thing, just one thing he could not accept

himself, to hypnotize his own

meant to

such agony, Dennis cautiously ventured, “Mr.

do

you have to do. Don’t get distracted! Right now, there’s nothing more important than

scandalous deeds. She was the wife of the Abernathy Group chairman, so it was inevitable that some of the backlash would affect Frederic and the company’s brand

the press conference I asked you to arrange?” Frederic steadied himself, his suit soaked through with

all set. Tomorrow afternoon at three, the

complex and melancholic as he looked towards Cynthia’s gravestone, his fingers curled so

spoke with a heavy voice, “Let’s

drive home from the cemetery, Thaddeus‘ stern visage was pale

taut hands with hers, feeling as though she held

a moment’s hesitation, she spoke gently, “Thaddeus, I hope you understand why I stopped you back

I know where your

my mother’s killer to Frederic too soon, it might compromise your quest for justice. You

slightly against his chest, “Yes, but

there more?” Thaddeus looked down at

likely be restless, consumed with what you left unsaid.” Evadne’s lips curled with a hint of mischief, “Let’s save this grand revelation for

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