Chapter 396

Before this, Bowen had nearly estimated all possible outcomes, providing Sandra the most comprehensive protection he could muster.

He didn’t underestimate the ruthlessness of Leandro’s tactics, yet he still couldn’t escape them.

To some extent, ever since the truth about Valerio revealed, Bowen had sensed this day coming.

Yet when he was confronted with an eerily empty house, he lost control.

In a suburban villa.

This was an old house, spacious but antiquated. The interior was so minimally furnished it was almost austere. A large living room contained only a single sofa.

At this moment, Sandra sat on this sofa, motionless.

Until someone removed the blindfold from her face.

Before her eyes was an unfamiliar room. The floor was mottled and the walls were yellowed with age. The room was so vacant it felt cold.

Outside the window was a dense forest, directionless.

No one spoke to her.

The person who had removed her blindfold had silently retreated to the side.

Sandra wasn’t startled or scared. She sat calmly on the sofa, neither asking who was responsible nor why they had done this.

About half an hour later, the villa door opened, and someone walked in.

Sandra slowly turned her head, recognizing Keen, a man she had encountered a few times before.

before her, his expression calm as he

could speak, Sandra was the one to break the

brows but didn’t

Sandra stubbornly asked

Reynolds is doing well,” Keen replied. “Since finding out the

then dulled again, reverting to a still-water-like calm.

inform you that we brought you here without any ill intentions,” said Keen. “As Mrs. Reynolds’ best friend, it’s hard to stand by and see you in such a predicament. We simply wanted

visible reaction and

not know why she was

was now being mirrored by Leandro as

took Valerio from Seraphina, so Leandro took

this way could Bowen truly feel the pain of loss.

for her, it didn’t

said. “Where I am makes no difference

acceptance surprised

expected

straightforward, and Keen breathed a

Smith, if you need anything, feel free to ask,” Keen said. “We will do our best

she slowly

silent and didn’t

“It’s alright, I was just saying. I know

respond, and Sandra asked, “Why did you bring me here? What do you

Sandra’s pale face, and the words he had

wouldn’t just want me

deep breath and said, “Mr. Reynolds hopes that you can testify against Bowen and his

Sandra couldn’t

what Bowen had done. He planned to swap our young master; hired a hitman to cause an accident which nearly cost you your life; and faked your death, creating a false identity for you… No one knows better than you.”

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