Chapter 635 Come Back Alive
A Bentley pulled out of the Bowers’ residence after Yara had finished her duties with Kenneth.
During mid-drive, she got a call out of the blue. Without hesitance, she picked it up after inserting the Bluetooth headset into her ear.
“Hello?”
“Ms. Nichols, do you remember me?” A sleazy man’s voice came through the headset.
“You are…”
She couldn’t pinpoint his identity just from his voice. After searching her memory for a while, her pupils constricted when she finally recalled who he was. She confirmed cautiously, “Is it you, Marcus?”
“Six years had passed by in the blink of an eye, yet you still remembered me. I’m honored that you still recall my name. Knowing that fills me with glee.”
He was the man she hired to sleep with Natalie.
At first, she believed he had completed his task of sleeping with Natalie, so she transferred the payment to him. However, she found out later that Samuel was searching for a woman from that night. At that moment, she knew Marcus had lied to her. Nothing had happened between him and Natalie that night.
Despite his failure to sleep with Natalie, he was the one who knew the truth.
She transferred another sum of money to Marcus for him to leave the country when she brought the twins to reconcile with the Bowers family. At the same time, she hired an assassin to kill him as he left Chanaea to prevent him from spilling the truth. Only a dead man wouldn’t talk.
The assassin reported to her about successfully assassinating Marcus. Ever since then, she hadn’t received any news about him. She presumed he was dead in a ditch somewhere, gone from this world as the assassin had reported. She never imagined him to appear at such a crucial moment.
“What do you want from me?” Her voice was trembling from dread. “I gave you full payment for all your efforts that year itself. I don’t owe you anything. Why are you contacting me now?”
“If I reveal that you hired someone to rape your sister six years ago, do you think it’ll blow up like Thomas’ incident?”
Yara stepped on the brakes and turned the wheel, parking the Bentley by the roadside.
“You’re the one who leaked my father’s scandal.”
“What if it’s me? What if it’s not?” Marcus laughed, “Both father and daughter are ingrates. I’m impressed that you even lay your hands on your closest family members.”
“Marcus, you’re calling me for money, aren’t you?”
Her grip tightened on the steering wheel. The joints on her fingers began to turn white from exerting so much force.
“The assassin you hired injured my right leg. Now I’m a cripple with a limp. I’ll always remember this gift of yours.”
“It wasn’t me. I never hired anyone to kill you,” Yara denied urgently. “I paid you handsomely, and in return, you promised to keep my secret. Why would I hire someone to kill you? Maybe the killer was hired by your foes? It wasn’t me!”
“I thought the same before, but I heard you gave birth to Samuel’s children.” Marcus sneered, “Before I crossed the country’s border, I saw with my eyes that your belly was flat then. I didn’t touch your sister then. She was taken away by some guy dressed in full black. That guy must be Samuel, am I right?”
“You-”
“You hired an assassin to murder me for fear I would expose your lies and deeds.” Marcus laughed maliciously, “Yara, don’t try to lie to me anymore. I’ve done my research, hence my call to you.”
“If the Bowers family, the media, and the public found out about your dirty deeds against your twin sister, will your name will be tarnished?”
She broke the skin on her lip after chewing on it hard, tasting the metallic taste of blood in her mouth. She grunted through gritted teeth, “Marcus, you want money, right? How much?”
