Jayce and William left Joseph’s disease room, walking along the hospital corridor. The atmosphere between them became more tense than ever. William suddenly spoke up, breaking the silence.“Jayce, my age is not young anymore,” he said, his voice thought. “You should get married.”“Father, I understand, but now I am busy with my career. I still have many projects to be completed and there are many things to do.” Jayce tried to keep calm, but the mind stirred. Calculated, Jayce was the one who met with Mr. William the most, his personality how he also understood. This is not a wistful reminder. Obviously, William saw the benefits of the two families: William and Watts.Mr. William looked at Jayce, his eyes full of attention but equally strict. That I get married does not affect my work. It can also strengthen my career. The daughter of the Watts family is fine.”“I will consider, father.” Jayce nodded through the story. He did not want to be here with him in front of him.William nodded
"Once upon a time, there was a cripple who often walked alone at night. One night, when everyone had gone to bed, he fell down the stairs and no one heard his cries for help. me." Joseph began to speak, his tone was so cold that it gave the other person goosebumps.“Have you ever heard anyone mention that story?” Joseph asked, his voice gentle but full of meaning. The expression on his face also gradually changed.The nurse shook her head and replied briefly, "Never heard of it."At that moment, Joseph's wheelchair stopped before a long, dark staircase. The weak light from the ceiling lights was not enough to dispel the darkness covering the stairs. The surrounding atmosphere became stuffy and evil. Both Joseph and the nurse were silent, only the sound of soft breathing and the sound of the elevator motor fading away.Joseph said nothing more, and the nurse also remained silent. Darkness and silence make the space more scary.Suddenly, the nursing staff pushed the wheelchair hard, try
Amile looked at the nurse's silhouette, then looked back at Joseph, raised his eyebrows and said, "Your life is also very valuable, making Jayce want to take it over and over again."Joseph smiled faintly, his tone joking. "Of course, not only does Jayce want me to visit the King of Hell, but even Mr. William sees me as an 'important' pawn."The two of them entered the elevator together to return to Joseph's hospital room. The space in the elevator was quiet, only the breathing of two people could be heard "You didn't just call me here to visit me, right?" Amile broke the silence, she looked at Joseph with curious eyes."You're smart, Amile. This will be a stepping stone for our plan to happen faster." Joseph raised his eyebrows, his eyes shining with cunning. "When the elevator opens, remember to help him push the wheelchair and have intimate gestures. You have to do it exactly like that." Joseph said and laughedAmile smiled, her eyes full of mischief. "Okay, acting is my profess
Jayce was sitting in his office, eyes staring at the computer screen, but his mind drifted to the phone conversation he was taking part in. The voice of the person on the other end of the line rang out clearly through the speakerphone.“Tonight will definitely be a special evening.” Jayce’s hand kept caressing the sparkling silver engagement ring on the table. That ring was an important part of his plan, a guarantee for the future.At this moment, there was a knock on the door, interrupting Jayce’s thoughts. He frowned, then said to the person on the other end of the line, “Please wait a moment.”He turned his head toward the door and called, “Come in.”The door opened, and Tyler walked in, his face as serious as ever. “Jayce, the president just called. He said that you should go to Mr. Watts’s house with him tonight.”Hearing this, Jayce turned pale, his heart pounding in his chest. He felt an irrepressible anxiety. “Tonight?” he asked, his voice shaking slightly.“Yes, tonight. The
“No father, I cannot do as you say. I’m sorry, I can’t trade love for power, I can’t.” Jayce looked at his father with pain in his eyes. From childhood to adulthood, he listened to his father in everything, but this alone was impossible. He can not do.Mr. William slightly smirked. He turned to look at Jayce with sarcastic eyes.“Cannot? Let me tell you, nothing is impossible. There is no such concept in this world. Don’t say it’s about sacrificing love. Even if it costs more things, you still have to do it!”Pausing for a moment, Mr. William continued: “You think power is a simple thing, what if you want it? Do you think I love your mother so much that I want to go home together? Don’t bring that ridiculous thought out here again! Faced with power, love is not worth a penny.”“Dad…”Mr. William did not allow Jayce to say any more words. “No more talking. Go back and prepare for the meeting,” he ordered, his voice full of authority.“Is love something that is so easily sacrificed, fat
Mr. William’s luxury car rolled on the white gravel road approaching the gate of the Watts family mansion. The mansion appears majestic and majestic, warm yellow light shines through the large windows. As soon as the car stopped, a servant opened the door and respectfully invited them into the house.Butler Artix, a middle-aged man with a stern but elegant face, came out to welcome them. “Hello Mr. William, hello Mr. Jayce,” Artix said in a formal tone, “The boss is waiting for you inside.”Mr. William and Jayce stepped inside and immediately felt the elegance and luxury of the mansion. Precious paintings hanging on the walls, sparkling chandeliers, and exquisite furniture all clearly show the wealth and power of the Watts family.As they entered the living room, Mr. Watts, and Amile appeared from inside. Mr. Watts, a middle-aged man with a calm and noble demeanor, came forward to greet them. Next to him is Amile, she appears with charming and elegant beauty. She wore a wine-red, ankl
Amile led Jayce to walk in the vast garden of the mansion. Lush trees and brilliant flowers surround the paved roads. Amile seemed swinging, walking gently and flexibly, sometimes turned to look at Jayce with gentle eyes.Only thing, Jayce’s poison has completely changed. He followed her with a sharp look. Amile kept chattering alone. She talked about minor stories, happy memories in the past. She smiled and said, trying to create a comfortable atmosphere, but Jayce just silently listened, not responding.Walking a paragraph, Jayce suddenly stopped and called her “Lady Amile.”Amile turned around, his eyes glittering at him, surprised by Jayce’s bitter tone. “What’s wrong, Jayce?” She asked, gentle voice.“No need to pretend, Amile. We all know that both of them are only interested in benefits. I know you don’t really care about me.” Ayce looked straight into her eyes. The voice was low but determined.“What are you saying, Jayce? I don’t understand.” Amile immediately showed an innoc
Jayce and Abigail hugged each other under the light of the park, completely unaware that someone was sneaking up that moment from afar.Meanwhile, in Joseph’s room, he sat on the bed, hand over the iPad screen. Joseph was checking messages and emails when receiving a message from Amile reporting the situation of the meeting with Jayce and the Watts family.“You do well,” Joseph sent a message in response.Suddenly, a message from a strange number appeared on his screen. Joseph opened the message and saw a remote photo, which was obviously Jayce and Abigail were hugging each other under the park lights. He frowned, trying to understand what was happening and who sent this photo.Joseph tried to text back to ask more about the sender, but as soon as he was about to press the send button, the other phone number had blocked him. This incident made Joseph even more suspicious and confusing. You need to clarify this immediately.Joseph quickly called Brian.“Brian, I just received a picture
Joseph nodded slightly, not showing any emotion. "Charlotte is still safe, right?" Joseph asked, his voice calm, but his eyes intently watching Coco's reaction. This was his way of probing her, not about Charlotte, but for any sign that she knew or was involved in the death. Coco abruptly lifted her head, her eyes filled with anger. "What are you talking about, Joseph? Why would you ask me that? Do you think I don't care about Charlotte?" The anger in Coco's voice made Joseph realize he had touched on something sensitive. But what was she angry about? Because he suspected her, or because she really had something to hide? "I meant no harm, Coco," Joseph replied, trying to calm the situation. "I just want to make sure everything is okay... between us and with Charlotte." But he knew his words wouldn't soothe her anger. Coco stood up abruptly, her eyes full of frustration and rage. "Joseph, what kind of person do you think I am? I've always been by your side, helping you th
Coco slowly guided Joseph back to his room, each of their steps heavy like the tense atmosphere surrounding them. Joseph was still somewhat intoxicated, but he maintained a calm demeanor, occasionally nodding to the staff they passed along the way. His eyes were fixed ahead, but his mind was swirling with chaotic thoughts about everything that had just happened. Coco walked beside him silently, holding his arm securely, her eyes betraying her concern.At last, the door to the room appeared before them. Coco gently opened it and helped Joseph inside, closing it behind them. As soon as the door shut, the atmosphere in the room changed completely. Outside, the noise and bustle of the party still lingered, but inside, there was only an eerie silence. Faint light filtered through the curtains, casting soft shadows across the room.Joseph turned on the light, a soft golden glow spilling throughout the space. Suddenly, he pushed Coco away, surprising her. He didn’t say a word, instead quietl
Joseph stood amidst the lively atmosphere of the party, but his mind felt lost in a maze of confusion. He tried to piece together the fragments of the events, but the more he thought about it, the more complicated everything became. If Jayce wasn’t the one who killed Charlotte, and he wasn’t behind Mrs. Smith’s death either, then Jayce must be panicking. Two key pawns Jayce had planned to use to threaten him had mysteriously vanished. So, who was behind all of this?Joseph couldn’t stop asking himself questions. “Is there someone silently helping me, or do they have a bigger agenda?” The appearance of a third force in this game could completely change the outcome. This made him uneasy. If someone was helping him, why would they choose such a method? And if they had ulterior motives, was he becoming a pawn in their hands?Looking over at Jayce, Joseph noticed that although Jayce outwardly appeared calm, he was likely in turmoil inside. Coco approached him, her eyes filled with concer
The murmurs in the hall grew louder, and the once formal atmosphere of the party began to descend into chaos. Groups of guests gathered, whispering about the murder near the café. Faces were filled with anxiety, and eyes darted around, searching for an explanation.“Did you hear? The murder case,” a woman in a red dress turned to her companion, her voice trembling. “The killer hasn’t been caught yet, and the police have no leads.”“How terrifying! So close to here too, who would have thought something like this could happen in such a peaceful place,” her friend replied, nervously glancing around.People began to speculate about the murder, with theories spreading quickly and seemingly without end. Everyone presented their own assumptions, creating a tense atmosphere. Some suggested a family feud, while others thought it might be an act of revenge.“It could be robbery gone wrong… or maybe some kind of vendetta? I heard the victim was the mother of a wealthy CEO,” a man suggested.“But
Coco hurried into the party, her eyes scanning the crowd anxiously as she searched for Joseph. She looked around frantically, her breath quickening as she walked swiftly past groups of guests engaged in conversation. Her gaze finally landed on Joseph, who stood near a corner of the room, his face tired and pensive. Coco approached him, unable to hide the worry in her eyes."Joseph!" Coco called softly, her voice a bit urgent. "Where have you been? I didn’t see you at all during the party."Joseph turned to face her, giving a faint smile but maintaining his calm demeanor. "I just stepped out for some personal business, nothing important," he said smoothly, though there was a subtle tension in his eyes that Coco couldn’t ignore.Coco frowned, the uneasy feeling in her heart growing stronger. "Personal business? Are you sure?" she asked gently, her voice full of concern. "I tried calling you several times, but you didn’t pick up. Is something wrong?"Joseph looked straight into Coco’s ey
Charlotte lay motionless on the cold floor, her body still, and the pool of blood beneath her had already dried. The dim light from the room cast down on her pale, lifeless face, creating a heavy and terrifying atmosphere. The room was eerily silent, as if frozen in time, with only the faint sound of wind whistling through the crack in the window, disturbing the unnerving quiet.Suddenly, Charlotte's body twitched slightly. A barely noticeable, sudden movement, but it shattered the oppressive silence of the room. Her eyes, once tightly shut in death, abruptly opened wide, her dull eyes now filled with pain. Though devoid of life, somehow she opened her eyes as if pulled back from the brink of death by an unseen force.Charlotte’s throat convulsed, and suddenly, a dry retch escaped her mouth. Her hands instinctively gripped her neck, struggling to suppress something rising within her stomach. Her body convulsed in extreme agony, and soon after, she began to vomit violently, thick, blac
Joseph stood silently next to Charlotte, the initial horror gradually giving way to a sense of clarity. Though a storm of painful emotions churned inside him, he knew he couldn't let them overwhelm his reason at this moment. Something was off, and his instincts as someone experienced made him want to understand more about the cause of Charlotte's death.Joseph's gaze swept across Charlotte's body, now motionless on the cold floor. Blood had spread across the floor, soaking into her pristine white dress, creating a tragic scene. He knelt closer, his eyes carefully observing the color of her skin and the livor mortis that had already begun to appear.With his forensic knowledge, Joseph noticed that Charlotte's skin had turned a pale gray, with blood pooling beneath the skin, forming dark purple blotches in areas where the blood had settled. This gave him an important clue: Charlotte had been dead for at least 4 to 6 hours. A chill ran down Joseph's spine as he came to this conclusion, a
Joseph and Brian held their breath, trying to remain completely silent in the darkness. From their hiding spot, they could clearly see everything happening around the stairwell. The faint light from the second-floor hallway cast long shadows on the floor below.The sound of footsteps continued to echo, each step pounding in their chests. Then, Tyler's figure appeared, slowly making his way up the stairs from the first to the second floor. In his hand, he held something, not too large in size but wrapped in a black cloth, making it difficult for anyone to discern what it was.A stack of documents, perhaps?Joseph and Brian watched intently, trying to gather every detail. Tyler showed no signs of haste; he moved with a suspicious calmness, as if he had complete control of the situation. When he reached the second floor, Tyler paused, looked ahead, and then continued up without the slightest hesitation.Joseph felt the tension inside him rising with every passing moment. There was someth
Joseph sensed the sudden change in the atmosphere. "What just happened in there?" he thought to himself, his eyes never leaving the scene before him. The bodyguards did not exchange any words, just quickly got into the car at an incredible speed, as if they wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible.Brian frowned, a sense of unease filling his heart. "Did you see that? They're panicking," he said, his voice filled with doubt. "Something very unusual happened in the Smith house."Jayce's car immediately started up, the headlights turned on, and it backed away at a much faster speed than when it had come. Joseph and Brian could not believe their eyes as Jayce's car left the Smith house in a hurry and panic. This wasn’t how Jayce would act if everything was going according to plan.Brian nodded, his eyes filled with uncertainty. “It’s obvious something’s very wrong. What do you think we should do next?”Joseph was silent for a moment, his mind racing, trying to figure out what