Chapter 2049
Grabbing his briefcase, Penn was heading out the door.
The old newspaper clipping about Quentin Silverman’s murder of Betsy Albinia was still on his desk. Back then, newspapers were rather generous with their photo sizes, just like this one.
The accompanying picture of the news was Betsy, her eyes wide open, lying in the weeds.
Penn never saw it coming.
Having just told Ms. Albinia that Rosalynn was an honest businesswoman who wouldn’t harm him, he had barely stepped out of the hotel room when he was held by a group of hulking, menacing men. “Mr. Lange, our boss wishes to see you. Please come with us.”c2
Penn glanced at them, he even noticed that one of them was carrying a rope and a sack.
Penn was speechless.
Half an hour later, Penn was pushed into a room. The carpet was plush and soft under his feet.
He was relieved.
Perhaps because he had been cooperative all along, they didn’t use the sack or the rope.
Before he could steady himself, the door was shut.
Penn looked up and saw a slender figure standing by a vintage window, staring absentmindedly at a ginkgo tree outside.
“Ms. Jared. Penn took the initiative to speak.
Rosalynn turned around, saying, “You’re here.”
Penn gave a bitter smile, “With a sack and rope at hand, even if I didn’t come willingly, they would have brought me here anyways, right?”
Rosalynn walked over and sat down on a red velvet sofa, “Have a seat.”
Penn obediently walked over and sat down in the chair opposite Rosalynn.
“Let’s talk about your parents’ accident,” Rosalynn looked at Penn, her gaze sharp and piercing.
It was intimidating, as if she knew the whole truth.
Penn’s expression shifted subtly, “What do you want to talk about?”
“What do you think caused the accident?” Rosalynn asked.
“My father had been restless for months because he had discovered something. He forgot to maintain and service his car. On the day of the accident, there was extreme weather and the brakes failed. This led to a severe collision on the highway and my parents died instantly.”
Penn looked at Rosalynn.
He was silent for a moment before he added, “That day was my birthday. They were on their way home from the research institute when the accident happened.”
Rosalynn’s eyes flickered.
“I know what you’re worried about. For a long time, I thought that Natalie had killed my father to silence him after he discovered her secret. I was consumed by hatred and kept thinking about how to make her pay.”
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