It rained so hard.
Thunder and winds were roaring.
The stormy weather swept the night.
Just when Jack and his two men returned to the car, Mr. Ward turned around, seeing that Lyndall was going towards his car with Willy.
“Young master, Lyndall leaves Katherine alone,” said Mr. Ward whispered.
“He’s not a fool,” replied Jack.
Mr. Ward nodded.
People like Lyndall would not be nobodies. He was not only extremely resourceful, but also was among the best in judging the times.
In spite of Jack’s commanding vibe, he would make the same choice as he did now.
No one would accept that his or her loved one crossed the line with the excuse of helping family.
Because once crossing the line, one would be actually doing anything to harm.
That was exactly what had happened.
Jack’s story somehow gave Lyndall a sense of sympathy with the like of his own.
If he failed to end the relationship with Katherine, it would not be impossible for him to end up being a second Jack.
Jack’s Rolls-Royce was steered slowly towards the TM Villa District.
The vibe was depressing enough along the way.
Everything happened tonight were just like the violent storm outside the car.
Mr. Ward and Brent knew exactly how their boss felt, though they were unnerved themselves.
To show the dead the greatest respect, mourners should have them rest in peace.
However, things of tonight’s kind would certainly provoke anyone to be revengeful.
“Amber, it’s late. Just go to sleep.”
Worried by the stormy weather outside, Daisy put a coat on Amber, comforting, “Now you’re pregnant. It’s so cold outside that you might be sick. Think about your baby.”
Amber had been worried since Jack and his henchmen left, siting in the living room and staring at the door of the residence, without desire to rest in her bedroom.
She had no idea of what would happen.
But Jack’s eyes made her feel unease and fearful.
“Daisy, is he alright?” She turned to look at Daisy, almost begging, “Could you go out with me to seek him?”
Daisy frowned slightly, unable to conceal her restrained anxiety.
She didn’t get it wrong when Jack left with homicidal vibes.
She was even more sure than Amber that something must have happened on Jack.
Amber felt something was wrong based on her observation.
But Daisy, out of the instinct of a killer, could tell his outrageous intention.
But she didn’t dare to speak it out in case it would made Amber more unsettled.
With a moment of hesitation, Daisy replied, “Don’t be anxious. I’ll call Brent.”
She took out a phone and made the call as Amber looked at her eagerly.
But the automatic reply put out the hope in her eyes.
His phone was shut down!
Amber clenched her hands, and puckered her lips.
“Hold on. I’ll call Mr. Ward.” Daisy was tensed up.
She was not worrying that Amber would insist on going out with her in pursuit of them, but whether the three men were alright.
If two of the three turned off their phone, there must be something serious!
“OK.” Amber tried to fight back her fright and nodded.
Just when Daisy was about to call Mr. Brent, the sound of the opening door came.
The three walked in, completely drenched.
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