“Amara! Get out here! Have you been spreading rumors about Rosie being the third party in our relationship? Her depression is getting worse. You’re pushing her to the verge of committing suicide!”
Jasper rushed angrily into the villa and began going through every room in search of me.
However, there was no sign of me in the villa at all.
If he’d been a little more observant, he would have realized that the rooms had not been occupied for a long time.
“What a witch!”
Jasper used every resource he had to look for me.
Soon, his lackeys found the last message that I’d left in the world.
I’d made my last call a month ago to Silas Turner, a policeman.
I’d met Silas unexpectedly. Despite our identities as a member of the mafia and a policeman, respectively, we became very good friends.
Jasper had always disliked Silas, and he would become very jealous whenever I met up with Silas.
Jasper sped all the way to Silas’ home and gave the order for Silas’ front door to be smashed down. The noise soon attracted the attention of the police.
When they arrived, they looked at each other. They all recognized Jasper. The higher officials of the mafia had infiltrated the police station long ago.
However, Silas was the sergeant’s son, while Jasper was the Don of the mafia.
The policemen did not dare to offend either of them.
In the end, Silas told them to leave.
