Chapter 913

Soon, a cold object pressed against Rebecca's forehead.

Her face turned pale with fear, her body trembling. "W-Who are you? Don't kill me, I have money... I can give you 75,000 dollars..."

The man in front of her had an ordinary face-one that blended into any crowd, so forgettable that anyone would easily forget it as soon as they looked away. Hearing her words, the man smirked cruelly. "You don't need to know who I am. Just know that I'm here to kill you."

"No-" Before Rebecca could say another word, she was knocked unconscious.

An hour later, the man, wearing a mask, dragged a heavy suitcase out the door. As he left, he casually picked up the phone that had fallen outside and took it with him. Three days later...

Nathaniel's team tracked down the address where Rebecca had been renting.

After a thorough search, they found only a suitcase of clothes and Rebecca's ID, but no sign of her.

"Mr. Preston, we couldn't find Mrs. Preston. She didn't take her ID, so it doesn't seem like she ran away," Nathaniel's secretary reported.

Nathaniel's expression darkened as he snarled, "Keep looking. If she's alive, I want to see her. If she's dead, I want to see her body!"

Mr. Preston," his

face grew even colder as he muttered, 'Rebecca, you'd better not make me

a villa on the outskirts

a white suit, sat leisurely in the garden sipping

Mummery, Rebecca has been dealt with, and the DNA report is in."

When he saw the result he had been waiting for, he smiled

book the flight now?" the man

raised an eyebrow. "No rush. Before we bring Nyla over, we first need

They needed to bankrupt

resources over the years. It's time for him to repay us,"

Mr. Mummery," the man

Drake took another sip of

...

as soon as

agreed to help Drake get something from Nyla, like her hair for a

to win back Valarie. As for Drake's plans he had

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