Chapter 651
Chapter 651:
“You still haven’t told me how you plan to get rid of Janice later.”
“Why get rid of her?” Leonidas shrugged indifferently. “I want her to live with regret and misery for the rest of her life.”
“Leonidas!” Alissa slammed her hand on the table, rising to her feet and pointing at him in fury. “Have you forgotten what I said? I want Janice dead.”
Leonidas slowly stood up, brushing Alissa’s finger aside gently.
“Janice is a worthy adversary. I don’t want to kill her just yet. Life would be too boring without her to play with.”
Alissa’s face twisted with anger.
“It all makes sense now. You left her clues on purpose. You never planned on killing her.”
Leonidas smirked, his lips curling in mockery as he looked at her. “You’re not as foolish as you seem.”
Alissa laughed loudly, her grin twisted with malice. “Is that so? What if I told you I already saw this coming and made my own plans? If Janice tries to save Stephen, she’s as good as dead.”
The wine glass in Leonidas’ hand shattered with a sharp crash. He lunged at her, grabbing her throat. “You dared to make your own plans behind my back?”
Alissa shot Leonidas a sharp glare, her breath quickening, yet her eyes sparkled with a playful intensity. “By the end of today, Janice won’t be a problem anymore.”
“You…” Leonidas opened his mouth to respond, but his phone suddenly rang.
He let go of her, his eyes darkening as he glanced at the caller ID. The call confirmed his fear—Janice had found the clues and was heading straight for Stephen.
“Janice, you’re as sharp as always. I thought I hid those clues well, but you still found them.” Leonidas’ face darkened. Alissa had messed up his plans.
𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚: gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘴⍰ⅽ𝗈𝗺
Now, he could only hope Janice wasn’t clever enough to go and save Stephen.
Leonidas knew just how deep Alissa’s hatred for Janice ran. If Alissa was this confident, the place must be full of danger.
“Leonidas, just stay here and watch Janice meet her end.” Alissa chuckled, staggering toward the window.
She peered through the window, spotting a blazing fire in the distance where Stephen was.
Meanwhile, Stephen’s mind was growing more and more foggy. The heat and smoke surrounding him filled the room, draining his strength, as though they were stealing his life.
Suddenly, there was an explosion, and a huge breach opened in the room, letting in a wave of flames.
The heat jolted Stephen back to reality. He struggled, trying desperately to escape the fire with his last ounce of strength.
His life was slipping away, but before it ended, he had to see Janice one more time.
There were too many questions in his mind, questions that only Janice could answer. He couldn’t die here, not yet.
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