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."

followed Penny's case from start to finish.

legal department. Grace — that woman

Grace been in

to himself. "Either she died, came back with

with memories of future events were invaluable. Just look at Penny, a self-proclaimed genius. Jonathan had exploited that

of the most high-profile

that, then he

Group,"

past life and gave her a chance to shine, or...

first option makes more sense, I can't help but think it's actually the latter," he whispered, referring to Penny

but his instincts told him he was right. In their previous life, Grace had been stuck in prison. She hadn't even finished high school, finding herself on a different path. It had been Penny who had shown

his head. "Never mind. That woman can try, but Cassandra is destined

would have to take

his hands together. A glint flickered in his eyes, and his breathing grew heavy with

her in that place, Penelope Bennet... is gonna be in there. His thoughts twisted, though

don't need that woman in

silence washed over Jonathan as he contemplated his plans,

not allow history to repeat

it meant sacrificing others like Cassandra - for the

a moment, Jonathan closed his eyes and drew a deep breath. He shook his head and reached for the towel over his head. Rising

he

his eyes

drawn to the small round

and a pack of cigarettes sat

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