Chapter 387

Finally regaining some clarity, Sheena looked down at the porcelain urn in her hands. Her hands trembled uncontrollably as she handed the urn back to Lionel, still biting her lower lip and shaking her head with a smirk.

“I don’t believe it. If he’s really gone, let him come and tell me himself!”

“Ms. Sheena…”

“Get out!” Sheena snapped, stepping back and forcefully closing the door, shutting everyone outside.

Then, she took a deep breath, trying hard to regain her composure and gradually recover her sanity. As Sheena sat on the sofa, she noticed the pile of sticky notes she had taken down earlier. She picked them up again and read through them carefully.

There was also the memory of the day Elijah pulled her into his arms before getting into the car and holding her tightly. She had not noticed at the time, but now, thinking back, his eyes seemed a bit red…

Did he know this day would come, so he prepared himself for their last meeting before she left Farlem?

However…

She would not believe it until she saw his corpse!

She would not believe it!

he had gone to the crematorium with Lionel and

tears, very indifferent. When Ian approached, she suddenly stood up and delivered a

the corners of his mouth where he had

beat me to death. I’m drowning in guilt for/causing Mr. Freeman’s death. If I can die in your hands, I might feel

sorrow on his face. Slowly, she retracted

Chapter 387

sat back on the

“What exactly happened?”

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I couldn’t bring myself to harm you, and they didn’t want to let me go. Three days ago, they gave me an ultimatum, asking me to lure you to the abandoned warehouse on the eastern outskirts of

didn’t expect… that he would

have anything to say to

thought for a moment and replied,

vacant. Ian felt sorry

my fault, Miss. Go ahead and hit me! Don’t hold it in.

“Get out.

“Miss…”

out of

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