Chapter 669: Vomited Black Blood

The message had just been sent when a voice note arrived from Walker. She tapped it open, and the man’s deep, magnetic voice came through, soft and gentle.

"Chloe, did that scare you?"

’What’s with that tone? He sounds like he’s coaxing a child.’

Chloe simply turned off her phone, not bothering to reply.

Downstairs.

Nathaniel Monroe was on a video call with Walker Grant.

In the middle of their call, Walker suddenly hung up. Just as Nathaniel was wondering why, Walker called back.

Nathaniel asked in confusion, "Walker, what were you doing just now?"

Walker’s tone was flat. "None of your business."

Nathaniel said, "...Anyway, that’s the gist of what happened today. You wanted that old fox, Lucas Shaw, to investigate Fiona Linton, but I think she’s telling the truth. I doubt she’d lie to us."

"And what about your

bristled. "Who? Who

slightest thing and act without thinking of the consequences. How can I trust

froze. After a long moment, he finally said, "Walker, I’m just getting desperate. I’m serious. Every night, I dream about her being taken from our wedding. I’ve almost caught her countless times, but I

was laced with anguish.

well use this time to settle down. Once you’ve truly matured, maybe there

strained as he

composed. Don’t let me down." After saying his piece, Walker hung up the

side, staring at the ceiling. After a long moment, he

"..."

「The next morning.」

opened her eyes, a sharp discomfort in her throat. She got up and went to the bathroom where, after a

didn’t immediately flush the toilet.

Fiona Linton out of

it? What’s

Linton was still groggy with sleep, only managing to ask what was happening when she was dragged into the

her into the bathroom and pointed at the black blood in the toilet. Then, she pointed to her own throat, indicating that she had

then stared at Chloe’s face and said, "Open your

opened her mouth. Traces of black

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