Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1872

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Meanwhile

William was pacing around, anxiously waiting for his phone to buzz. He couldn't quite wrap his head around it. What was going on? The call should've come through by now. Why was there nothing? He was pretty sure his product would've wowed Kiran. Finally, he decided to take matters into his own hands and dialed Kiran himself.

"Hello, this is Dr. William."

"Hey there! Wait a sec... you're not Kiran, are you?" William started off upbeat, but quickly realized he wasn't speaking to Kiran.

"That's right, Dr. William. I'm Mr. Angelo's assistant."

"And where's Mr. Angelo?"

in a meeting at the moment and doesn't have

blowing him off. "Okay, but has Mr. Angelo tried the serum? It's really

perfect for his dissociative identity disorder! The last part, William kept to himself. But

on the other end chuckled, "Mr. Angelo wanted me to let you know his condition was resolved 20 years ago, so you don't need

Resolved 20 years ago? How did I

gone

Mr. Angelo asked me to tell you there's a package waiting for you at

Kiran wouldn't send him a care package or anything. After all, Kiran wasn't as

Dr. William, you'll find out when you get home." The call ended with no

head. What was up with that? But eager

he got home, he saw a courier envelope sitting by his door. His gut was screaming at him. Opening it, he found —just as he feared — a glaring legal notice. William's face turned stormy. This Kiran! Had he nothing

Meanwhile―

the sun on their island honeymoon. Colby got a call from William, who was bawling his eyes