Chapter 209-2 ----

Fiona? Patrick’s mind raced to recall who that was. Ah,

right, the one David had personally taken care of. He knew

there were rumors she was still breathing, but he couldn’t

exactly say that out loud. It needed some beautifying.

“Tara, don’t worry. Mr. Charrington wouldn’t just take

anyone’s life. This is a lawful society. He’s just not in the

office today, and I can’t release anyone without

permission."

Tara’s suspicions about Fiona were clear, but Polly, who

had been nearby, also heard the conversation and now had

anew plan.

“Aleight. I get it," Tara said.

Blackpool Village, no signal, no way for David to reach out

for help—this was her chance.

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If David could die there, then her Sebastian could take his

place. Her status would skyrocket, and all those rich wives

who looked down on her would have to start bowing. Then,

they’d only be looking up at her.

She needed to send more skilled people. David should end

up like his dead mother, wiped out. Anyone who got in

Polly’s way would be dealt with, one by one.

At this point, Polly had completely forgotten she came to

mansion to plead for

Logan’s loud voice snapped

reality.

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Startled, Polly-glinked and quickly

{géeing a

understand. Since

leave

a few days.

Davicwon’t harm her. You’veyeally

of trouble for

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harm Fiona or not, one

was running out of

responded, not

run now. I’ve got some

Polly quickly grabbed her bag and

time, she’d plan carefully and

was foolproof.

the car, Polly made a call. "It’s me. David’s

No signal there. He won’t have any way to

need you to send more professionals. After

pay you three million

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Is

to you@You know

surrounded\by top-tier mercenaries.

arg at least ten of them

he travels.

on’t even cover

people.

the price

million."

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Polly’s heart sank. She could

that

waste.

There’s a

his head. Three million is nothing

that."

her teeth. "Fine, thirty-five

dead. If he dies, I’ll throw in

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