Untold chronicles of power

Chapter hundred Forty- seven

As William stepped away to make the phone call to Richardo, leaving Ella crumpled on the floor, a sense of numbness enveloped her.

She lay there, feeling as though her entire world had come crashing down around her.

How had everything spiraled out of control so quickly? How had she allowed herself to be manipulated by someone as cold and calculating as William?

As William dialed Richardo's number, Ella's mind raced with a mixture of fear and disbelief. She lay in horror as William moved away to talk to Richardo, the chilling scene of Abigail’s lifeless body sending shivers down her spine.

"Hey boss," Richardo's voice crackled over the line.

"I want you to come to Abigail's mansion now," William said, his voice dripping with malice. "Clean the place up.

But I want you to remove her head and send it to Sophia and Jackson as a message."

Ella's blood ran cold at the mention of Abigail's name.

She couldn't believe what she was hearing. How could William be so heartless, so cruel?

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