Chapter 328
Chapter 328:
Empty.
A sliver of fear crept into his chest as he stormed toward the curtains, yanking them aside in one swift motion.
Nothing.
Where the hell was she?!
“Enough of this, Jessie. Okay, you win, show yourself,” he called out.
Only the echo of his own fear-stricken voice answered him.
Everything was exactly as he had left it—dark, empty.
And then, the realization hit him like a freight train.
Jessie was gone.
“Fuck!” he screamed, terror gripping his heart as it pounded violently against his ribs.
“Please, please, please,” he muttered under his breath, his shaky hands fumbling to input the pin to his vault.
The moment he saw it, his world shattered.
“No!” he half-cried, his breath hitching as he stared at the empty vault.
Desperation clawed at his chest as he grabbed the metal box, turning it over and shaking it vigorously. But nothing.
His life savings—gone.
He had been robbed.
Jessie had eloped with all his money while he lay fast asleep, oblivious.
His hands clutched his head as a sharp wave of disappointment and betrayal stabbed through him.
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“Why, Jessie? Why? I thought you were different. I thought you loved me,” he choked out, frustration twisting into bitterness and resentment.
Helpless, he slumped onto the floor, the empty vault resting on his lap.
Jessie had left him penniless, despite all the times she reassured him that she dreamt of spending the rest of her life with him.
If only he had known her true intentions, he would have never saved money for their so-called future.
Now, he was dead broke.
No money. No job. Nothing.
Asking Rosa for money was a lost cause. She had already made it clear that she needed to keep her tracks clean so the King wouldn’t trace the stolen money back to her.
Driven by desperation, as he needed money to fund his extravagant lifestyle, Ray sought different ways to recover his stolen funds before the end of the day.
“Kill Rosa and I will help you become whatever you want.” Those words strangely echoed in his ears, sparking his curiosity. He could become the richest man in the world.
His excited expression quickly turned to sadness as he sighed deeply. Killing Rosa wasn’t part of his plan. He didn’t want anyone’s blood on his hands. Besides, it gave him so much pleasure to watch her crumble and reduce her to nothing, but the offer was undeniably tempting.
“Thinking about my offer?” A strange voice suddenly boomed across the room, catching Ray’s attention.
Struck by surprise, he let out a loud gasp as beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. “You…” he started, his fear apparent in his wide eyes as goosebumps spread rapidly across his skin. “What are you doing here? How did you find my house? Who told you…”
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