Love's Change of Heart

Chapter 440

At the same time, Lloyd received a call saying Leanna had gone to Aidan's place. He told his men to keep an eye on them and said nothing else. He then looked outside the window before leaving the study. Not a moment later, he got into the car that was parked in the garden.

Jethro was locked up in a warehouse near the residence. It used to be a storage room of sorts, but it was slowly getting abandoned. Nobody would come near the place, so Lloyd transferred Jethro here not long after Ron escaped.

Jethro was lying on the single bed in the warehouse, watching a movie playing on an old TV before him. It wasn't too messy around him, but it certainly wasn't clean, either. Food containers and old newspapers were strewn all over the floor and table, though it was obvious someone would clean the place up from time to time. His broken leg hung limply on the bed, and he hummed languidly. Imprisonment didn't seem to take a toll on him.

A moment later, someone opened the door, and the light from the streetlamp flooded the room.

He sat up, squinting at the man who just entered.

Lloyd came in, and his lackey turned on the lights.

Blinded by the glaring light, Jethro held his hand up to cover his eyes.

Lloyd shot his lackey a look. The guy left the room and closed the door behind him.

He approached Jethro and took a seat on the couch before him. "So, what is your decision?"

Jethro chuckled and rubbed his fingers together. "Give me what I want, and I'll tell you what you want."

"You are insatiable."

"Hey, I had to spend tons of money raising a b*tch I call my daughter. She finally got married, and I thought she could help me out, but that ingrate won't even give me a single cent. So, I gotta help myself."

Lloyd said, "Your greed might be your downfall,

it off. "I don't care. I'll talk when I see the money. Imma hold the cash tight even if that's the last thing

Lloyd chortled. "Someone's optimistic."

the money, I'll tell you everything." Jethro then added, "And you won't lose anything. I still have dirt on you, but if you give me what I want, you won't see me ever again. Never in your life. But

"I

tinted with a hint of cackle. "Yes, you do. You're not Lloyd,

narrowed, murder flashing within

escaped? I told him all about it. If I die, he'll tell everyone who

you just

my wife's grave. I bet Lloyd had never expected his wife to marry me. Hah! I

and looked at him like he was a dead man. "One more question. Answer me, and you get everything

can ask me hundreds of questions

Whose son

Jethro's lips, contorting his scar even more. He looked

sure?" Lloyd

me more for that question." Jethro gesticulated. "This much, and I'll tell

Lloyd left

on the bed, shouting at him, "Hey, turn the lights off." The only response he got was the closing of the door. He shuffled over to turn the lights off and peeked through the crack under the door. He clicked his tongue as he saw Lloyd leaving in his car. He spat in Lloyd's direction and thought, You're just a fake, *sshole. Over the years of running from his debt collectors, Jethro had trained himself up to be

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house and poured herself a glass of water. A sense of hunger welled within her. She had skipped lunch and dinner, after all. She went to open the fridge only to find the same things she bought last