Chapter 387
Silas looked at him in shock.
“Silas Whitley.” Conrad saw the lingering pity in his eyes as he stopped. He held his shoulder firmly.
“This is an extermination. We must be thorough!”
Silas lowered his head and said, “Understood.”
“Assist them with Esme’s funeral.” That would be the last thing he would do for the Mannings.
“Of course.”
Mansion at the foot of a mountain.
A woman’s wail could be heard from the living room.
“Why?! Why is he treating the Mannings like this?! I’m already dead! Why can’t he spare us?!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe feminine man in a pair of wooden clogs slowly walked toward the woman sitting on the floor. The tapping sound
from under his feet followed as he said, “I told you. After you betrayed him, he wouldn’t treat you like he did in the
past.”
The woman’s tears couldn’t stop as she shook her head and knelt before the man, and she grabbed his wide pants.
“Mr. Green, I beg you… Help me, please.”
The man knelt and held the woman’s chin, forcing her to raise her head.
He looked at her tearful face. He was disgusted.
“I don’t want you to cry for other men when you’re around me.”
The woman quickly wiped the tears from her eyes that were blood red.
“I won’t. I won’t cry for him ever again. Can you help me?”
“How?”
“Help my parents. Now that Manning Corporation is gone, they won’t be able to survive in Gryphon! They’ll die once
they lose their home!”
The man’s cold eyes slightly narrowed as he held her face.
“Do you know that if you help your parents now, he’ll know that you faked your death? Forget about getting you out
of Fortuna, you can’t even leave Gryphon.”
The woman’s shoulders slumped as if her bones had been broken.
True. He was a very sensitive and paranoid man.
“All we can do now is wait. Once some time has passed, I’ll find a way to take care of your parents.”
How long?”
“Depends on when he stops suspecting anything.”
“Fia.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYes?”
Eileen gulped, and in her phone was a photo that Silas sent over. The body was so disgusting. She wanted to throw
up after just one look.
Luckily Fia couldn’t see anything.
She looked at Fia sitting in front of the desk, stroking her designs with a cold face.
She muttered, “They found the body.”
Fia’s brows relaxed, her empty eyes showing signs of a complicated feeling in them.
“Really?”
“Yes. Silas was with the coroner when he did the identification. There’s no doubt.”
Fia lowered her head and touched the designs on the table and remembered how good their relationship was when
they were little. Her heart chilled.
“Aunt Beth must be very sad.”
Eileen didn’t say anything. What could she do? She shouldn’t have let her daughter do whatever she wanted.
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