The woman provided the address.

Callum drove his car and quickly reached the location she mentioned.

It was an old neighborhood, with alleyways twisting and turning, houses with cracked walls and peeling paint.

Callum navigated several alleys before finding the house number.

Entering, Susan was sitting in front of a vanity mirror, brushing her tangled hair. She looked into the mirror and said somberly, "The Sinclair family is still unaware of the planes and bombs you lent me three years ago. So if I spill the beans to Lysander, what do you think will happen?"

Callum stood in the doorway, blocking the incoming light and casting the already dim room into deeper gloom. His expression darkened as he said, "Susan, you begged me for those planes and bombs, and you were the one who bombed Thalassa's house in Hollowbrook! You think you can blackmail me with this now?"

"It was my doing, but the tools of the crime were provided by you. If the Sinclair family doesn't know, then it's fine. But if they do, do you think they'll treat you any differently than they treat me?" Susan turned with a sinister smile on her face.

Life had driven her to the brink of madness over these three years.

Hollowbrook was bombed, Lysander got seriously injured

people slap her dozens of times and even swelled her face. If it weren't for her once saving

it impossible for her to find any work or for

she'd been living a life ghost-like

C

NOW PLAY YOUR

FAVOURITE GAMES ON

gazed at Susan's crazed eyes. His face turned grim with anger, "You could have said

I waited for you to call me! Because you

not in the same boat as you!" Callum was furious and disgusted at the sight of Susan. He refused to be lumped together

you want. Just meet my demands, and this secret stays a

to the Sinclair family about your involvement in the bombing of

million. Take it or leave it." Callum's face was cold, and he

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