Infidelity: His Regret, My Revenge – A Twisted Love Story You Can't Ignore

Chapter 189

Sherry thought Olivia was acting strangely, but she didn’t probe further.

“Then let’s leave early tomorrow morning. We’re not even sure if we can find that girl.”

Then, Sherry’s eyes suddenly gleamed with mischief.“What if we make Rita lead us straight to the body? Wrap this up in one go.”

I snorted.“That ‘what if belongs in a crime. drama, Miss Lawyer.”

She hooked her arm around my neck and told me her plan.“What do you think? It’s gonna

work, isn’t it?”

I pondered for a moment.“If you put it that way, I think it’s worth a try.”

“Then let’s do it!”

Sherry finished her orange juice.“I’ll go find Madame Huang now! Our original plan holds, upgraded version activated–success or fail, we swing! Come on!”

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She put on her suit and rushed out, looking like she was about to crack the old woman’s

skull.

Friday passed peacefully. I even had the leisure to order a small cake and have afternoon tea. My boss didn’t come to the company in the morning and only appeared with Zach at 1 PM. He stayed in his office and didn’t call for me. It was arguably the most relaxing day of the week for me.

so he probably couldn’t

while I was driving past a pharmacy,

the borrowed

and

texted Gary before ascending to

for you. Thank

“For me?”

the paper bag, confusion knitting

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Why is Olivia giving

explained to him, “I took a few boxes of the medicine Cody bought for you. I thought you might still need them, so here I am. Replenish your stock.”

weathered face brightened with manufactured recollection as he patted his forehead.“Oh, right, right, I remember. I’d asked him to fetch these. Old age turns my brain to sieve lately. Father time

of your

know, but you can’t fight time’s little pranks,

requiring enemas and cardiac tonics. Managing Mr. Jones

out from

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a pair of

on his

scholar–prince casually thumbing through a

him, “Mr.

gaze flickering between Gary’s medicine bag and

a noncommittal hum.

with his book,