The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 976

Chapter 976

If it weren't for his hatred toward Stella and Foreman, Sellers would have never survived this long.

As Foreman stepped into the basement, he found Sellers sprawled on the floor, beaten and broken, pitiful as a stray dog left for dead.

A flicker of regret crossed Foreman's eyes.

Not long ago, Neville had told him that Karl and Sherman had gone to confront Stella, demanding she release the prisoner. Neville hadn't spelled it out, but the message was clear enough.

Karl's people had tracked them down.

There are no secrets that can't be uncovered. Sooner or later, Karl would find his way here.

Foreman knew he was running out of options.

Either let Sellers go, or make sure there was nothing left for anyone to find.

He'd brought Sellers here for a reason; he'd made up his mind from the start.

If he killed Sellers and disposed of the body, perhaps suspicion would never fall on him. But if he let Sellers walk free, the threat would never truly go away.

nearly enough. But with his trip to Solmaris with Stella coming up, he wouldn't have much

drew a knife, ready to finish

broken Sellers so thoroughly, he didn't even

eyes snapped open, a deadly glint flashing in

swift motion, Sellers grabbed Foreman's wrist and

his grip on the knife. His face drained of color as he tried

heir kicked in. Even at

the knife toward Foreman's

was grievously wounded, his strength failing him. The blade missed its mark,

finish the job.

risk again; any delay,

ignoring the knife wound, staggered

time he reached the hallway,

expression twisted

to his assistant,

Stella had already left Sandford; her safety

desperate Sellers might have gone after her

***

in Neo-Vespera for a week before catching a flight to

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