Chapter 331
Chapter 331
I gazed out of the car window, watching the landscape rush by in a blur, but my mind was laser-focused
on one thing: I wasn't about to let Jerome off the hook that easily.
He needed to know the truth—that the report was a sham, that he had his own son's blood on his
hands. I wanted him to be haunted, to despise the person who handed him that report, to let it become
his own personal demon.
"What's on your mind?" Hannah asked, noticing my silence as she glanced my way. "The past is gone,
and we must learn to let go of those who've left us."
I smirked slightly and replied, "Just thinking about how to let Jerome know he's been duped, to make
him obsess over his vengeance. It'll save us the trouble if he self-destructs."
"Aaliyah, are you thinking of killing two birds with one stone?" Hannah looked at me, excitement
flashing in her eyes as she slapped the steering wheel. "That's brilliant! Pure genius!"
I chuckled, "When a life is taken, there has to be some sort of payback, right? If they think they can get
away scot-free, that's giving them a free pass. Didn't she say she wanted to surprise me? Well, it's time
I returned the favor with a surprise of my own."
"Damn, Aaliyah, your mind works in mysterious ways—terrifyingly so!" Hannah laughed as she spoke.
"This plan is solid! Let them tear each other apart while we sit back clean-handed."
"Let the truth be unsaid," I quipped.
Leaning back in the seat, I pondered for a moment before saying, "If you're on board, then it's settled.
Let's pay a little visit to the Dawson estate."
Hannah raised an eyebrow and smirked mischievously, "Sounds good to me. Those old Dawsons need
to be put in their place."
"We're not just putting them in their place; we're going to let them keep living. Let them feel the
pressure, see if their concern is genuine." I considered Hazel Garry Dawson's face and continued, "No
one gets off easy. Hazel wanted a grandchild from me, right? Well, I'll make sure she gets her wish. Big
news like this deserves a little birdie to spread the word."
"You sure about this?" Hannah asked, looking my way.
I raised an eyebrow disdainfully, "Why not? In their eyes, I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing, so why play the
part of the docile lamb? They need to know that I’m not a pushover.”
Hannah grinned at me, "Then let's hit the road! No need to play coy. Let's light a fire under them before
we go—might just smoke Jerome out."
I let out a cold laugh as we headed straight for the Dawson family's ancestral home.
Feeling a sudden rush of excitement, I added to Hannah, "We shouldn’t do it alone, let the Dawsons’
taste some cyber bullying!"
Hannah chuckled in agreement, "You're right. The netizens can chase a story to the ends of the earth."
Without hesitation, I dialed Logan and laid out my idea, asking if it was doable. After all, we had to Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.
consider the official stance on matters; I couldn't get too carried away.
I had full faith in Logan's confidence. He was the type who wouldn't touch a job without being sure he
could handle it. And when it came to stirring the pot online, he was a pro.
"Just ask him, will you? I can't approach this from your perspective. You've got more sway with him
than I do," I urged Logan. New chаpter avąilable on
I couldn't help but laugh, "Cut the crap and just ask him. If it's a go, then make it happen. I'm just
tossing you the idea."