hapter 4
Atrace of confusion rarely appeared on Frankie’s face. After a moment, he sneered and said, “Why. did Jessie go to the morgue? Did her lover die, or did she go early to check out her own spot?”
Bruce also paused for a moment, and if one listened carefully, there was a slight tremor in the voice, “Mr. Gerardo, Ms. Preston has passed away.”
I stared at Frankie’s expression intently, wanting to know if he would be even slightly saddened by my death.
Who knew that Frankie’s expression would suddenly turn fierce, and he said maliciously, “Bruce, don’t think I don’t know that you have always been fond of Jessie. Now you even have the audacity to conspire with her to deceive me?”
Bruce’s helpless voice came from the opposite side, “Mr. Gerardo, if you abandon Jessie tonight, I will fight for her no matter what, but she really got into trouble.”
“Shut up, Jessie is someone you can call too? Bring her back to me, or I’ll turn you lovebirds into
dead lovebirds.”
Frankie stood still, furrowing his brows fiercely, but he didn’t make any violent movements.
But anyone could see that he was very angry, as if he wanted to destroy the world.
I couldn’t understand why he was so angry, and I also couldn’t comprehend what kind of person I was in his heart after a year
year.
He actually believed that I would leave him for money, he actually suspected that I had an affair
with his buddy.
Even pretending to be dead to deceive him.
Frankie returned home to his luxurious mansion estate.
Any bedroom in there was bigger than the house in the old and dilapidated neighborhood where
Frankie and I lived.
I laughed mockingly, Frankie really suffered for a game.
No wonder he had to work day and night delivering takeout, staying in that financially struggling home, and watching someone as ordinary as me. It’s probably made his life feel infected like a
virus.
He didn’t sleep all night and kept looking at his phone frequently.
When dawn broke, he finally made the phone call after finishing an international conference
remotely.
te had someone investigate Bruce and me. He had someone bring me and Bruce to him, regardless ollife or death.
After hanging up the phone, Frankie anxiously paced in place. He repeatedly typed and deleted at message, “Forget it. Bring them back alive.” But in the end, he did not send the message.
I felt a fearful and desolate emotion in my heart. If I didn’t love him and made him lose the game,
would he still torment me to death?
This game was a deadlock for someone like me, who is from the lower class, from beginning to end.
Frankie waited for a long time this time, until the evening when he finally received a phone call, “Mr. Gerardo, I’m sorry, it’s our incompetence. Bruce ran away. Give us some time, we will definitely bring him back.”
“Where is Jessie?” Frankie asked coldly.
