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When Love Comes Late by PASSION

Chapter 1638
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With a slight grimace, he quickly informed Stella and stepped out.

He strolled a little distance away before picking up the call.

“Mr.

Clark, we've got snews.

The coffee shop’s CCTV footage was damaged,” Fernando said.

Matthew's face darkened.

“| talked to the barista and she remembered a homeless man causing the damage,” Fernando continued.

“A homeless man?” Matthew scrunched his brows.

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“Yes,” Fernando confirmed.

“We're on it but it’s like finding a needle in a haystack.

Homeless folks are everywhere around here and they move around a lot.

It's tough to pin them down.

We have hit a dead end with this lead for now.

Matthew felt disheartened.

He clenched his jaw and said, “We need to find the culprit, no matter the cost.

“Got it!” Fernando replied.

After ending the call, Matthew lingered in the hallway, his expression somber.

Once he composed himself, he reentered the room.

As he was about to speak, he noticed Stella's peculiar expression as the latter's eyes were fixed on the TV.

Thinking her injury might be bothering her, Matthew approached her with concern.

“Are you feeling uncomfortable? | can ask for painkillers from the doctor.

“No... Watch the TV...” Stella’s voice quivered, as if deeply affected.

Turning, Matthew glimpsed the TV screen.

A news report detailed a tragic incident: a famous model had been found dead in a landfill, her body pierced by

glass.

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It was a gruessight.

Serious-faced, Matthew shielded Stella's eyes, his tone chilly.

“Stop watching.

Trembling, she clutched onto Matthew's clothes tightly.

Though they wished for Jessica’s comeuppance, this end was beyond their expectations.

Flossie lounged at home, battling boredom with the TV.

The news flashed and she froze in disbelief, scrutinizing the screen until it sank in: the victim was indeed Jessica.

With a pallid complexion, Flossie’s grip on the remote trembled.

Her phone broke the silence with a ring.

Startled, she saw Aline’s nflashing on the screen, prompting her to switch off the TV and answer the call.