“Ah, Jinny clumsily dropped a pair of earrings into the trash bin, so now we’re helping her search for them before it gets light out, and this pile of garbage will be taken away for disposal.” It’s easy to come up with an excuse for their situation, and then Rihana didn’t forget to give Jinny a smack on the head to prove that she was telling the truth. Whether or not it was true, that slap on Jinny was probably genuine and stemmed from Rihana’s frustration.“Oh, are those earrings important? Or are they quite expensive? Because I think searching like this will be quite tedious and challenging.” Alex still had no intention of letting Rihana, Hamila, and Jinny off the hook. Despite them looking desperate and claiming they wanted to exchange him as soon as possible to focus on digging through the garbage pile.“Ah, that’s actually a keepsake left by Jinny’s grandmother, that’s why.”Seeing them digging through the trash was already tough enough, and making up a more elaborate story would

At some moment, Jack did indeed waver and hesitate. But right after that, he snapped back to reality.Is Mrs. Locke really that kind? Or is she deliberately telling him this, or maybe letting the caretaker, Germ, hear it?Jack couldn’t believe it. Yes, his plan had come this far, and there was no way he would give up now. The wealth, the luxurious life, with no one to restrain him, was right in front of him. If he gave up now, he would lose everything.If Mrs. Locke were truly good as she claimed, why would she scold and belittle him? Why did she treat him like a servant, like a hired help to be bossed around? Why did she keep him tied up here? These thoughts overwhelmed Jack, and he couldn’t fathom the care Mrs. Locke was showing him here.It was this realization that immediately rekindled Jack’s shaken spirit, and he pushed the door open and entered.“Grandmother, I’m back.”Jack’s sudden appearance disrupted the conversation between the caretaker, Germ, and Mrs. Locke. At this poin

The director had just finished speaking, and suddenly the room fell silent.The nurse and the doctor exchanged suspicious glances as they looked at Jack. The butler, Germ, also released Jack’s hand, and the director simply crossed his arms with indifference.Jack felt like he was trapped in the middle, becoming the scapegoat in this dire situation.He looked around, his face red and swollen from crying, as darkness descended upon the room. The combination of red and black made his feigned sorrowful expression look even more ugly. Jack’s gaze passed over Mrs. Locke’s lifeless body, a sinister glint in his eyes.No one spoke. Everyone just fixed their suspicious or accusatory stares on him as if he were the most likely culprit.If Nurse Locke had been injected five hours ago, who was the last person with her at 1:30 in the morning?Only Jack.He understood this all too well, and now he was the prime suspect in everyone’s eyes.Jack clenched his sweaty palms. Suddenly, he screamed, grabb

Upon hearing the news of Mrs. Locke’s passing, Jessica’s true feelings were revealed. She was no longer the fragile, submissive child she used to be, nor was she the one who would blindly follow orders. She despised Mrs. Locke, and her sudden departure seemed to be the most joyful news in a long time. Jessica didn’t want to reveal her genuine emotions. She tried to suppress her joy, but her face still showed traces of genuine relief.Jayce couldn’t help but sit beside Jessica, trying to comfort her in her sorrow. After all, the two of them had been in a close relationship for a long time, attending the same school since their childhood. Jessica hesitated for a moment, then looked up at Jayce and asked in a subdued voice,“Why did my aunt pass away so suddenly?”Jayce quietly handed over a test report. While Jessica was analyzing the data and the results, Jayce cleared his throat and explained,“Mrs. Locke’s death was determined to be caused by a faulty syringe needle. The needle conta

Jowley was panting heavily. He had just been discovered by Henry’s men while snooping around their illegal construction site, and it had taken a daring escape to get away from those devilish henchmen. Listening to the urgent tone in Alex’s voice on the other end of the line, he struggled to catch his breath and regain his composure before speaking.“Chairman, I’ve found information about the boy Henry is targeting. His name is Puddy, the third child in a small working-class family here.”“That was fast. You’re indeed very efficient,” Jowley’s results always pleased Alex, and he had never been disappointed. Jowley had finally calmed down.Jowley was now in his car, exhausted, as he leaned back in his seat. He whispered into the phone.“What’s our next step, Chairman?”“Let Tom Holland know about this and choose an appropriate time. I’m not currently at the company, and I trust Tom will handle this situation best.”“Understood. And what about the boy? What should we do?..”“Of course, w