Nicole thought about it for a second before replying, “It’s getting late. Good night.”

She hung up after that.

Sheila looked at her phone and then glanced at the two men. “She hung up on me. I don’t know if she’s willing to help us.”

John sighed. “Looks like she still refuses to trust Mr. Seet…”

“If she’s unwilling to help, then it’ll be down to the three of us to figure out a plan then,” Davin said with a frown.

Sheila stood up all of a sudden. “I’m going to the Wicked Palace. I have to see her and convince her!”

“I’ll go with you,” Davin said, he was worried for her safety.

“There is no need,” Sheila said. “Levant will definitely send someone to track you down. I’ll go there myself.”

Ms. Muir should go alone on the pretense of bidding her farewell. Bringing you along would only raise

story. If she isn’t moved by the story, then it would mean

Sheila

that I didn’t get to finish…” John said,

The next day.

face was rather pale, she told her to take care of herself before she cleared her throat and revealed the true intentions of her

this, but I need you to listen to me,” Sheila

her wordlessly, waiting for her to

you the story of Evan sleeping with the urn that supposedly contained your ashes in his arms, right?”

and grime that coated his arms as though his germaphobia never existed. When he finally dug the urn out, he held it close to his body, fearing that the rain would

was a decision he hated himself for making. The victim had been his beloved grandfather, and

then, Nicole face had already turned a ghastly shade of white.

isn’t true love, then I don’t know what is. Maybe the two of you are just not

still have a question for you. How

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