Chapter 1629: Who is the person pulling the strings?

[Minutes Earlier...]

"What?" Jonathan frowned as he stepped out of the bathroom, phone pressed to his ear. "She got out?"

"Yes. It seems she changed her lawyer, and the new one forced the judge to recuse himself," said the person on the other end of the line. "The move was too abrupt for us to stop."

Jonathan's face darkened as he asked the most obvious question. "Who's the new lawyer?"

"Her name is Grace. Not even a defense lawyer, but a corporate lawyer. She handles all legalities for Prime Group."

"..." Jonathan's jaw tightened, his grip on his phone trembling.

Penelope, it's you again.

He swallowed the rising tension in his throat and exhaled sharply. "Never mind her. Getting bail doesn't mean she's out of trouble. Keep monitoring the situation at the Information Center."

"Yes."

Clack.

His frown deepened as the call ended. Glancing at his phone, he scoffed.

"That woman..." he hissed, his eyes gleaming malevolently.

Jonathan resumed his steps, tossing his phone on the bed and drying his hair with a small towel. He sat on the edge of the bed, letting the towel rest on his head while his arms draped over his legs.

"Penelope," he whispered. "..

'... Grace."

but Jonathan was one of the few people who had followed Penny's case from start to finish. Not

knew the names in the legal department. Grace — that woman had never appeared

Grace been in

are only two things that could explain it," he muttered to himself. "Either she died, came back with her memories, and changed her

the perks of going back in time with memories of future events were invaluable. Just look at Penny, a self-proclaimed genius. Jonathan had exploited that to manipulate events to

of the most

then he could only think of...

break by closing Prime Group," Jonathan murmured. "Her name started gaining visibility after

Penny had seen Grace's potential in their past life and gave her a chance to shine, or... Penny created

can't help but think it's actually

he was right. In their previous life, Grace had been stuck in prison. She hadn't even finished high school, finding

Jonathan clicked his tongue and shook his head. "Never mind. That woman can try, but

not her, someone else would have to

expression sharpened as he clasped his hands together. A glint flickered in his eyes, and his breathing grew

there. His thoughts twisted, though his intention was far different from the words

that woman

brief silence washed over Jonathan as he contemplated his plans, plans he

not allow history to repeat

it meant sacrificing others like Cassandra - for

his eyes and drew a deep breath. He shook his head and reached for the towel over his head. Rising to his feet, he draped the

As he did

his eyes

the small

a pack

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