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.

She was the so-called 'big sister' of

chuckled.

that list, was clearly unnerved. "Cut the crap. It's been ages, and

bold since Dorian's demise,

What

we dealt with her, made her disappear as ordered." James

but

seemed to contemplate

sneering. "Oh, Foebe, don't

those kids. Those kids, of all people, trusted you. If we didn't use you, Who

meddle in others' karma; it'll only bite you back," James muttered to

of relief. Foebe hadn't broken the law;

all was Damian. Because of Foebe's kindness and her goodwill towards those

threatened or deceived Foebe using

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

I actually

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