Chapter 768
If the incident back then had really been orchestrated by the Sinclair family,
and he had happened to be in that car-then something was definitely off.
But Orion couldn’t say anything yet.
Lemira shifted the conversation. “You won’t get caught doing this, will you? It’s against the law, after all.”
“She won’t call the police.”
“But what if the Sinclairs have already gone to the cops?”
Orion turned his head, his gaze steady. “She’ll clear things up once she gets back.”
“You’re that confident?”
“Everything’s already in place.”
Orion didn’t want to share too many details, worried about shattering the image she held of him.
He didn’t want to soil her eyes with the ugliness of these tasks-let alone her hands. That’s why he had made arrangements last night and left early this morning.
He’d take care of anything dangerous; Lemira wouldn’t have to get involved. He’d bring her everything she needed.
Noticing the shadow in his eyes, Lemira lowered her gaze, hiding her tangled thoughts.
They didn’t say much after that.
Their car entered an underground parking garage, where they switched vehicles before driving on.
Eventually, they stopped in front of a large building.
Something about the place struck Lemira as familiar.
Wasn’t this where Mrs. Amanda once invited her for a beauty treatment?
Orion guided her in through the back entrance of the spa, winding through a few narrow corridors before entering a room.
Debby was already there, and as soon as she saw Lemira, she gave a prompt report: “We’ve brought her in-the room is ready. When do we start?”
Lemira glanced at Orion. “Start what?”
“Asking whatever you want to know.”
“How, though? If we’re not careful, she’s bound to get suspicious.”
Orion took her hand. “That’s why our cover is that we were the original accomplices We’ve kidnapped Mrs. otherwise, well expose what happened back then.”
Amella formone Mrs.
Lemira considered for a moment, then nodded. “That works.”
“I’ve already got someone inside. Whatever you want asked, just say the word.”
Lemira saw Mrs. Amelia tied up in a small, gloomy, damp room. It was impossible to tell they were in an office building.
She watched as a rough-looking man with tattoos entered, a black mask hiding his features.
He went right over and touched Mrs. Amelia’s face, startling her into a scream. “Who who are you? If you want money, I’ll give it to you!”
“You stupid woman—if you’d pay up sooner, would I have had to keep hiding all these years?”
“What do you mean? I-I don’t understand!”
“Don’t remember? Years ago, your
family hired us to get rid of your net
competition-to make those people
die ina
car crash! We did the job but
you never paid up content belongs.
Recognition dawned on Mrs. Amelia. She hurried to say, “I did pay you!”
“No way-I never saw a penny.”
“I really did! I gave the money to Hale back then!”
Mrs. Amelia felt genuinely wronged. How could she not have paid? For something
like this, how could she have let the money go unpaid?
Lemira was standing behind a one-way mirror. She looked to Orion: “Hale is Evelina’s father?”
“Yes, that’s his nickname.”
Pressing her lips together, Lemira focused on Mrs. Amelia. “Keep asking.”
The man lightly slapped Mrs. Amelia’s cheek. “But Hale said you never paid the balance-that’s why I had to run overnight, Haven’t dared go home for years I’ve been dirt’ poor.”
“Then Hale must have kept the money for himself!”
Mrs. Amelia was furious. Those fools-how could they embezzle such a small
amount of money?
Lemira picked up the microphone. “Ask her where Hale is.”
Mrs. Amelia surely knew.