Landon’s eyes darkened at those words. “You dialed the wrong number. If it’s an emergency, call the police. I don’t deal with that.”

Call the police? Sylvia couldn’t possibly do that.

After all these years of being with Preston, she wasn’t totally innocent either. If she called the police, they would dig up her secrets, and she would inevitably end up in prison.

“Landon! Preston has gone mad! H-He killed your grandfather!” Sylvia hoarsely shouted.

Landon was stunned, abruptly turning around. Every inch of his face tensed up tightly, his heart pounding fiercely against his chest.

“What did you say? Say it again!”

“Just last night… Preston arranged to meet Cornelius at Primrose Manor. When I found out, I followed him there to discuss my divorce with Cornelius.

“But I saw with my own eyes Preston and Frank dragging out two body bags from the villa. I even heard Preston tell Frank to clean up the bodies of Cornelius and his secretary!”

and ran, but they saw me! They must have seen my car and recognized it was me, so since last night, I’ve

must be desperately searching for me. Once I get out of here, he’ll definitely kill me! If he dares

bodies?” Landon’s mind was in turmoil. Even

the West… He told Frank to take the bodies West, but I

Landon quickly said. Without explaining further,

on the phone,

completely relied on his body’s instincts to stride

crimson eyes, scenes of happy families and smiling faces

felt as if he was the only one

memories flickered in

when he was young, often because Bill

was the one who had given him

had bought him his

his name was given

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