"Don't play dumb with me! Thanks to your husband, I'm wanted by the police! Don't you know that?" Napier yelled on the other end of the line. Evelyn had to take the phone away from her ear briefly. She could feel the coldness in his voice.
"Why are you wanted by the police?" 'Could it be?' A terrible thought flashed through her mind.
"It's all your fault!" It sounded like Napier had smashed something. Evelyn heard the sound of glass shattering on the other end.
She covertly took the phone away from her ear and pressed the record button. Then she asked calmly, "So, you were the one who killed my ex-boyfriends?"
"Yes!" he admitted frankly.
"Why?" she asked, dreading the answer.
"You can't be serious. You're really asking me why? Hahaha... Evelyn Huo, you killed the only woman I love. Why should I let you off the hook? I knew Melody loved you more than me. I couldn't wait to kill you once I knew. What's more, she killed herself for you. But you don't even feel bad about that, do you?"
Memories flooded her mind, old friends, good times and bad. Evelyn felt as if she'd fallen into a freezer, and her blood was like ice in her veins. "Look, I know I wasn't there for Melody when she needed me, but those were innocent people you killed. They had nothing to do with her. Why would you do that? Just because you hated me?"
She tried to make her way to the door, but her legs felt weak from fear. Sheffield and Matthew were still at work, but her dad was there. She could ask him for help.
"Before they died, I told them they were dying for you. I didn't kill them. You did." Napier laughed like a devil in the dark.
Evelyn was so freaked out she forgot to knock on the door. She pushed it open and walked right into Carlos and Debbie's bedroom.
Debbie and Carlos were lying in bed, reading. Upon seeing Evelyn, Debbie was about to say something when Evelyn put her finger to her lips, telling her to be quiet.
Carlos noticed her pale face. The smile on his face disappeared and he got out of bed quietly.
Putting her phone on speaker, Evelyn took a deep breath and continued, "If Melody were alive, she'd be very disappointed in you. Did you forget what she said before she died? She asked you to take good care
Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.
To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.
"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."
She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.
Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.
ed from two people—a man and a woman. This went on for twenty minutes, and then the room was still.
Gillian had a charming smile on her face. While straightening her clothes, she asked, "What did Evelyn say?"
Napier had cleaned up nicely. He'd recovered enough of his senses to groom himself and start wearing clean clothes again. He glanced at the woman in contempt. "She agreed to my terms."
He had plans. Big plans. First, he thought about abducting Evelyn. But he abandoned that. Then he thought he might kidnap someone from the Tang family. But that too was discarded.
Then he found Gillian. She and Sheffield had known each other forever. And she despised Evelyn. So he decided to kidnap her and hold her hostage. He would bargain with Sheffield for her release.
Napier didn't expect Gillian to be such a whore. She fought bravely at first. Yes, at first. But a few beatings broke her. He wasn't sure what he expected, but she gave in surprisingly easily. Not only did she allow him to do anything he wanted, but even offered to help him.
Pretending not to see the contempt in his eyes, Gillian asked expectantly, "Take me with you?" She grew quite fond of this man! Day by day, she fell a little more in love. He was so masculine, determined. She liked him so much!
"That depends! Can you keep up with me? That's the only way it'll work." Napier didn't want to take her with him at all. To him, she was just a way to satisfy his lust. Other than that, he had no use for her.