Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 921

Yvonne’s reputation took a nosedive, inevitably costing her some endorsements and scaring off some big–shot directors who previously wanted to work with her. Mr. Mayfield’s movie hadn’t even premiered yet, and in an effort to avoid any negative impacts, he had been sniffing around for intel.

That night, at the Midnight Bar.

Carson and his people were playing cards, while Jonathan was shooting pool alone in a side room.

As he lined up his shot on the green ball, images of the blurry and chaotic figures he encountered at the rubber plantation flashed across his mind.

Gab had long since left, and he hadn’t seen him. Maduro was interrogated by Jacob, but only revealed that Wolverine had paid him to find Jonathan. Many of Wolverine’s men were dead, and those who survived were taken by Gab. By the time Jacob’s men got to the woods, there were no living souls left to spill

the beans.

including the identities of the slaughtered, were locked down by Gab. He

didn’t

up? You’ve been off since

his face expressionless, and

got swept under the rug. Magdalen sure knows how to play hardball. I bet she did

asked, his gaze fixed on the balls. His voice casual, suggesting he no longer cared about

speculated. Jonathan continued his game, his shots precise and clean, but his movements gave away his inner turmoil. Since coming back from Kulha Mountain, he hadn’t seen Estelle for several days. His days were filled with endless meetings, often stretching late into the night, followed by sleep induced by sleeping

a moment’s respite, nor did he have the time to think about her, let alone inquire about her whereabouts.

pain would

else, about Estelle. Wanna hear it?” Charlie asked, his tone

a glance, “Speak if you want to, leave if you