Life at the Top

“Something‘s wrong with this email. The sender isn’t Miss Xenna.”

Jagoan’s certain tone put a temporary pause on the chaos going on in the changing room.

Everyone was baffled.

Warwick said angrily, “Now is not the time for nonsense, Mr. Jagoan. There is too much information within that email that only I and Xenna know about. If this isn’t from Xenna, then who could it be?”

Warwick wanted nothing more than to leave A. H. Mosque and find Xenna right now, so when he heard Jagoan’s words, his first thought was that Jagoan was trying to persuade him and buy time.

“No, Mr. Warwick, I said that for a reason. If this email truly was from Miss Xenna as you claim, then according to the background of this video, she should be in Qari. So why is this email’s IP address from the United States?”

Warwick was stunned.

Jagoan turned the notebook so that the screen was facing Warwick.

“I just sent this email to my friend in Somerland, and they managed to trace its sender’s IP address. If you don’t trust what I say, please feel free to have your men do so as well… I’m sure the Elvis family is more than capable of doing this.”

concrete evidence placed before his eyes, Warwick

recorded in Qari a long time ago, but Xenna’s in the United States

ago, why would she send it to me now and ask

little confused. He was no idiot, just

Jagoan had reminded him of this, he came to realize how

and once the United States was dragged into this, everyone began to wonder

say something

decided to give this more

to find that some of Xenna’s mannerisms when she

from Miss Beth, and I learned that it was the main reason for your quarrels. Out of concern for a friend, I made a selfish decision and had someone contact

recorded before her death and told me to

were bright, and

ex-girlfriend he held close to his heart, Jagoan had a feeling that someone would

matter in secret and his hard

of rummaging, a weak voice