Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver

Chapter 1554

Pembroke had rushed to Clive's holding cell the second he saw Stiles' body.

Things would be a lot more complicated if Clive died.

Pembroke knew that Clive had been Landhor's right-hand man and had enough dirt on Landhor that Landhor would go down for good if Clive were to open his mouth.

With Clive and Seamus dead, and Landhor refusing to say a word, this would quickly turn into a sticky situation.

The special forces would have to release them eventually if they had no proof, as they were not the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense and thus could not do whatever they wanted.

Yet upon entering the cell, Clive seemed perfectly fine.

Pembroke called for a doctor to run a full body check-up on Clive, with the results being fine as well.

Nothing but confused, Pembroke returned to Stiles' corpse.

Shane was there too, and both of them stared at Stiles' body suspiciously.

Stiles had ended his life after visiting Clive's holding cell. Even a fool would be able to deduce that he had gone to the cell to kill Clive, and then end his own life to get rid of all remaining evidence.

It was pretty much confirmed that Stiles was working for Landhor. But why was Clive completely fine? That made no sense at all.

in her apartment holding her phone as tears streamed down

voice message that had been

last bit of conscience I have in me, however, along with my love for you. I'm not going to kill the person I was sent to kill. He deserves to be punished and I know that. The million dollars are the last of my love for you. I hope you

of the message but knew enough to realize that her lover

her that he would die anytime, which she had thought was just

had not been joking

the phone

Special Forces, the

Nees manor, Wilbur had entered his demiplane. He first picked up the bangle to inspect

inspected the dagger for a

forged in the style of a traditional cultivator's weapon, as the material it

that the dagger could only be activated by someone from the Rocher

that was a problem to

to strip

well, as Wilbur was planning to cultivate the dagger on his own. He was going to put his own energy into it, turning the

a flying dagger in a day and age like this was practically impossible, and Wilbur found it a terrible

by, and the sun

in Enne City Hospital, Donna

by Sarah's