Chapter 759
Chapter 759:
Hank’s brow furrowed as MO’s overwhelming influence weighed heavily on his mind. Just as he moved to temper his son’s rage, he caught himself. The Lambert family’s gradual decline could be traced to his own hesitation, his reluctance to take decisive action.
Perhaps Patton’s steel resolve was exactly what the Lambert family needed in this dark hour.
“Sir, there’s someone at the door requesting an audience.” A guard burst in, breathing heavily.
“At this hour?” Hank’s frown deepened. “Who?”
“She calls herself MO!”
The name sent electric shocks through everyone present.
“Perfect.” A dangerous smile played across Patton’s face, vengeance burning behind his gold-rimmed glasses. “I needn’t hunt her down; she delivers herself to justice. Today, she’ll answer for her crimes.”
“Make her pay!”
The proclamation ignited a fire in the Lambert family. As one, they marched toward the main entrance, united in purpose.
Meanwhile, Janice, who had sensed Jorge’s peril and later confirmed his body’s return to the Lambert family, raced to reach them. As she rushed forward, her mind raced through the pieces of this deadly puzzle, forming a theory that grew clearer with each step. Jorge had been her trusted ally—logic dictated that Mateo couldn’t be the killer.
Orson hadn’t woken up yet, and Mateo wouldn’t be that foolish to offend her at this time. Given that Mateo would likely go to Gilmore’s residence upon discovering Harlan’s disappearance, all signs pointed to Gilmore as the murderer.
But what could possibly drive Gilmore to commit murder?
𝗦𝗰𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗹 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝖈𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀: gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⩴ⅽ𝗈𝗺
Janice’s thoughts spiraled deeper until revelation struck like lightning. Jorge must have stumbled upon something he was never meant to see—a secret so damning that Gilmore felt compelled to permanently silence him.
It seemed out of character for someone as calculating and reserved as Gilmore to eliminate Jorge, especially knowing his connection to her. The cryptic, unfinished message Jorge had sent her suddenly carried new weight, lending credence to her theory about him discovering Gilmore’s secret.
“MO!”
The harsh cry shattered her concentration like glass.
Janice lifted her gaze to find the Lambert family advancing like an angry tide, with Patton leading their charge.
“You murdered my brother and have the audacity to show your face here? Are you here to mock the entire Lambert family?” Patton’s voice carried enough venom to kill from twenty paces.
“I didn’t kill your brother.”
“How dare you deny it? Let’s get her!”
Before Janice could utter another word, Patton’s hand sliced through the air in a decisive gesture. Like a well-oiled machine, the Lambert family’s security force sprang into action, forming an impenetrable ring around her.
Janice’s eyes swept across the circle of trained fighters surrounding her, her expression hardening into granite.
“Mr. Lambert, might I have a moment to present my case?”
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