Chapter 1201:
Ryan spoke again as another thought occurred to him. “Oh, wait. Vincent also hinted that Belinda’s mother might be involved in this situation somehow. Unfortunately, I don’t know the specifics. I can’t keep questioning Vincent; otherwise, he’ll become suspicious. You’ll have to find a way to uncover the entire story on your own.”
“Okay, I understand,” Verena said with a nod.
They continued conversing briefly before stepping out of the Dream Club.
Once they had left, the waiter who had served their drinks returned quietly to the private room. He glanced at Verena’s empty glass and smiled to himself, pulling out his phone to dial a number.
“Hello,” he said as soon as the call connected.
A distorted, robotic voice responded from the other end.
The waiter continued, “I’ve completed the job you assigned me. Verena finished every drop.”
A momentary silence fell over the line before the altered voice replied, “Understood. You’ll find the remainder of your payment at the usual location tomorrow afternoon at three.”
“Okay,” the waiter responded, excitement flickering in his eyes as he ended the call.
Meanwhile, Kylee slipped her phone into her pocket, a triumphant smile spreading across her face.
Her plan had succeeded!
This was good.
𝐋𝚊𝓉𝐞𝑠𝓉 сһα𝓹𝖙𝑒𝗋𝓈 𝖌𝗮𝓁𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀․𝚌𝗈𝗆
Verena’s world would soon collapse because she had consumed that substance. She would be condemned to endless suffering. Kylee had vowed to make Verena suffer greatly, and now she was fulfilling that promise.
Obtaining that rare substance had cost Kylee a small fortune. She could only hope Verena would “enjoy” the gift she had so meticulously prepared.
Feeling buoyed by her triumph, Kylee settled into bed, confident that peaceful and joyful dreams awaited her.
The next day, at lunchtime, Belinda stepped out of her office, intending to head toward the cafeteria. She had barely taken a few steps when she noticed a man lingering a short distance away.
Belinda hesitated briefly before stepping forward.
“Devin, you’ve been discharged already?” she inquired.
Devin gave a small nod, his complexion still a bit pale. “Yeah, the doctor ran some tests and said there were no major concerns.”
“Oh,” Belinda acknowledged his response, tilting her head slightly. “Then… Why did you come here to see me?”
A faint smile crossed Devin’s lips, and with a hint of hopefulness in his voice, he replied, “I wanted to treat you to a meal. If you’re short on time, we can just grab something from the hospital cafeteria. I don’t mind.”
