Chapter 363



"Make it look like a suicide," the boss had ordered.

"Such a waste to just off her like that. You mean to frame it as if she's taken her own life out of guilt? Wouldn't running away in fear work just as well?" James smirked.

"What do you mean by that?"

"We could still turn a pretty penny."

I strained to open my eyes, but I knew better than to make a move just yet.

This James... he was part of the human trafficking ring.

No wonder they were all considered suspects in the serial killings, not a single one spared.

"Fanny's gone, and now we can't directly connect with our contacts on the other side. Any money we make, we have to split with them. Damn bad luck."

"The serial killer's dead, what's there to fear?" James was convinced that Dorian, now dead, was the culprit.

from the orphanage. She was the so-called 'big sister' of

accomplice chuckled. "Why do I feel like everyone on the

crap. It's been ages, and no one else has died.

had grown bold since Dorian's demise,

selling her off? What

disappear

but dared not open

seemed to contemplate

while before sneering. "Oh, Foebe, don't blame

generously funding those kids. Those kids, of all people,

don't meddle in others' karma; it'll only bite you back," James muttered to

words and breathed a sigh of relief. Foebe hadn't broken

goodwill towards those

must have threatened or deceived

projects, it seemed Foebe couldn't support so many children on her own, especially with some having congenital illnesses. Foebe needed

actually

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