The Runaway Groom

Chapter 563

Peter gloated smugly. ‘Of course I do. I was the one who planned it all out!’

Although the conspiracy to murder Lulu was his, it was Zachary's mother who pulled the trigger.

The cops would never trace it back to him since he covered his tracks well, too.

On the other hand, Zachary felt like he could crush the bottle in his hand as he listened, but he restrained his temper with every ounce of control he had.

"I see. What was the plan?” he asked, having done his best to hide the rage from his voice to stay as calm as possible.

‘We've looked into it, but Lulu Adams has no connections at all... Her mother is dead, while her father remarried and doesn't care about her, so I told your mom that no one

would ever notice if someone like her disappeared... and we did just that."

Though Peter's gaze seemed to turn turbid, he was getting increasingly elated the more he spoke. I told her that no one would ever find a body if we fed Lulu to the fishes, and your mom really listened! After I bankrupted the company that Lulu's friend owned, she asked to see your mom, not knowing that your mom had every intention to kill her. Once she showed up, your mom had the men who were lying in wait grab her, tie her up, put her in a gunny sack, and dump her in the sea.

Zachary was shaking with regret and regret, but mostly self-blame.

After all, he did not know certain matters until Peter mentioned it- including Lulu’s father remarrying and abandoning her.

he

that eager to make her disappear, huh?" Zachary asked, no longer able

marriage with you would never be peaceful with her around. That's why she talked me into this, so that I'd charm your mom into doing

to his feet, picking up his phone and turning off the

long while, feeling an impulse to kill him right then

through so much, he finally understood that

must destroy everyone who stood in his

he shall claim the Lindt family estate for

no matter how much spite was gnawing at

that, Shirley Lindt must have called ahead of him-Ember was waiting

were you meeting my dad?” she demanded, glaring at

looked at her face, which looked so innocent

right then, that he ever thought of her

as cunning as she was heinous-almost a reflection of how dark the

blind he had been, and for

impulse to slap her, he loosened his collar and

he strode outside, while

there was something different about him today, but could not quite