“Aunt, what’s wrong?” Isadora Brighton asked, and she was stunned.
However, Constance Brighton held the phone in her hand, falling silent with a complicated expression. After looking at Isadora Brighton, she hesitated before forcing a smile. “Isadora, you might have to stay in here for a while longer. Walter Wraith just called, asking me to go to meet him. Something has happened.”
“What?” Isadora Brighton was shocked by these words. Walter Wraith had called, saying that something had happened.
At that moment, Constance Brighton didn’t linger and turned to leave. She didn’t tell the truth because the situation was even more severe. Walter Wraith said that a man named Jeff Reczek under Mr. X’s command had found him and brought a gift. She had a bad feeling in her heart.
“Aunt, please don’t go. Take me out of here. I don’t want to stay here anymore. I really don’t want to stay here. I will die here…” Isadora Brighton desperately called after Constance Brighton.
However, Constance Brighton ultimately left.
In the end, Isadora Brighton despaired. She knew very well that if she continued to stay here, she would die – not only because of the environment but also because they had conclusive evidence, and a trial would soon follow. Once the trial began, unless there was a jailbreak, she would never leave for the rest of her life.
Would the Brighton family dare to stage a jailbreak? They were right under Fort Kisia’s watch! It would be tantamount to seeking death.
“We’ve prepared a prison uniform for you. You can change into it when you want to, as it’s only a matter of time,” Lacey Willis gestured toward the neatly folded prison uniform in the cell. Usually, after the trial, the prisoners would have to wear these uniforms. Some would wear them earlier.
“I won’t wear it!” Isadora Brighton tore at the prison uniform, her face contorted with anger. She was the heir to the Brighton family! Everyone in Stillwater knew her, and all of them always would greet her respectfully.
Oh my God.
How could this be possible?
However, she had such a tragic end today.
“Suit yourself.”
Lacey Willis was also hot-tempered. She turned and left, going back to the door. At this moment, screams came from inside.
Lacey Willis didn’t care about that. In this place, she had heard such sounds many times. What she was thinking about now was the Walter Wraith that Constance Brighton had mentioned. Had something happened?
She had also tried to investigate this mysterious Walter Wraith, but she hadn’t found much.
But at that moment, she knew that this Walter Wraith was extraordinary. He had almost disappeared in Stillwater, but his family bore the name of one of the top three families in Stillwater.
He couldn’t possibly be an ordinary person.
And if anything could happen to this Walter Wraith, it would probably have to be Mr. X.
“Robin Bailey, Mr. X.”
A glint of contemplation flashed in Lacey Willis’s eyes.
She still found it hard to believe that they were actually the same person. One was a worthless son-in-law, while the other was the overbearing, decisive Mr. X, who intimidated the entire Stillwater.
…
This time, the Wraith Mansion was somewhat different from the last time she had visited. Constance Brighton sensed an air of decay. She furrowed her brows and walked onto the balcony, only to see Walter Wraith sitting in a wicker chair.
He rhythmically tapped the chair with one hand.
On the ground, there was a corpse.
“This… what is this?”
Constance Brighton arrived and looked at the corpse on the ground. She roughly guessed what it was, swallowed hard, and found it hard to believe. That couldn’t be possible.
However, Walter Wraith’s hand stopped, “You’re not wrong. This is the Six I sent out earlier. Within an hour, they had sent the corpse back to me. Quite fast.”
“Very fast!”
Constance Brighton’s heart tightened.
Very fast?
Within an hour!
That was a guard of that person, and he had died just like that?
A trace of disappointment flashed through Walter Wraith’s old eyes. Not only was it fast, but he didn’t even know when he was sent back. His body just suddenly appeared in his home and no one ever noticed it. If it weren’t for a subsequent text message, he might not have discovered it yet.
“This Mr. X is more troublesome than we imagined. However, it’s just right, as he can help us determine our next plan. That distinguished person said that we must eliminate all uncertainties in Stillwater. Besides this one, there’s also a Lamonia.”
Thud.
Thud.
Walter Wraith’s hand rhythmically tapped on the wicker chair.
“When the snipe and clam fight, the fisherman benefits,” Constance Brighton rejoiced.
The reason Isadora Brighton got into trouble and she sought help from Jimmy Sutton and others instead of Lamonia was that Lamonia was also their enemy, and Lamonia was even stronger. That Dexter Newman was someone who could make Walter Wraith apprehensive.
However, she merely entertained the thought. Although she considered herself very capable, stepping over the corpses of men to reach her current position, she didn’t think she was qualified to participate in this game. The only one capable of planning this was Walter Wraith, that old fox.
“Mr. X, Mr. Newman, both of you can stir up a storm in Stillwater if you want. Let me see who’s better. The mission that distinguished person gave me is to eliminate all uncertainties.”
Walter Wraith looked towards the northwest, which was the direction of Lamonia. And to the southeast was Eleanor Manor, where Mr. X resided. The real show had officially begun.
…
At that moment, as if sensing something, Robin Bailey looked towards the center of Stillwater and laughed with his hands behind his back, “Nice try, but you have no chance at all.”
“General, I’ve sent him back.” At that time, Jeff Reczek returned and reported.
Then, Jeff Reczek asked, “General, should we capture the remaining two people from the Wraith family now? We could catch them off guard, preventing them from taking poison to commit suicide. That way, we might be able to obtain some information.”
Robin Bailey shook his head, holding his hands behind his back. “It’s not the time yet. Although I have the ability to overturn the chessboard, wouldn’t it be more interesting to continue this game? Moreover, if I capture them now, the information I would get would be insignificant. As we continue playing this game, we can lure out the people behind them, and I’m really curious about what their secrets are.”
Stillwater had secrets. Not just one, and one of them was related to him. Interesting. Truly interesting.
“Yes,” Jeff Reczek replied. However, he still wanted to capture them, as he was itching for a fight. He usually couldn’t find anyone to spar with, and if he were to challenge Robin Bailey, he would be completely dominated, with no pleasure in it. He was famous for his combat skills, and his mind was filled with thoughts of fighting and killing.
“By the way, keep an eye on Walter Wraith’s recent actions. I guess he probably wants to catch some fish. But he’s too confident, thinking his fishing net can hold such a big fish.”
“Maybe the fishing net will burst under the pressure.”