I haven't been able to update for a long time now, consider this long chapter an apology, i hope my apology is accepted.
"Boss, the woman at the cemetery is Julia Roberts—the CEO of Aurexx," Finn reported carefully. "This is everything I managed to gather on her."
He handed over a thin file.
Kelvin stood before the floor-to-ceiling glass wall of his office, the city stretched beneath him like something he owned. His hands were buried deep in his pockets, shoulders rigid. At Finn's words, his face hardened into a scowl.
With a dismissive flick of his hand, he waved the file away.
"I'm not wasting my time reading about a fly I can swat anytime."
"Julia Roberts," he repeated slowly, then turned abruptly.
Finn flinched.
"She seems quite close to Michael," Finn added cautiously. "I think he might be using her to get to you."
Kelvin let out a cold huff.
"Michael?" he scoffed. "That coward? He's only good at hiding behind others."
His eyes darkened.
"Crash Aurexx Group's shares. Immediately."
He paused, voice turning lethal.
"And tell Julia Roberts this—if she still wants to have a name in this city, she will dig out that filthy body buried beside my mother. Next time, she should be more careful about the friends she keeps."
"Yes, sir," Finn replied, bowing quickly before retreating.
As he left, Finn couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Poor Julia Roberts.
He had to admit—her performance at the last board meeting had been impressive.
Unfortunately, impressive meant nothing once Kelvin Kings took notice.
The boss is not someone you cross.
Ill fate, Finn concluded.
Julia held a single black rose between her well-manicured fingers. Her crimson lips curved into a faint smile that never reached her eyes. "Hmmm the smell of death"
She inhaled its scent once before slipping it into an envelope.
The envelope went into a neatly packaged box—along with a flash drive.
"Have this delivered to this address," she instructed James.
He nodded.
"What are we going to do about Kelvin Kings?" James asked, worry evident, Julia didn't seem bothered and that was bothering. "The man is a well-known tyrant."
"Is he?" Julia replied coolly.
"The grave site was arranged by one of the caretakers. He claimed it was a mistake." Her eyes sharpened. "I don't believe in mistakes—and I won't start believing in coincidences now."
She turned away.
"Find out who that caretaker is. Get to the bottom of it."
James listened intently.
"Call Mr. Joe. Tell him to watch Aurexx's shares closely. If there's an attack he can't handle, he informs me immediately."
She paused, then added softly,
"And make sure that box is delivered directly to Alexander. Personally."
Her smile darkened.
"I won't just hunt them physically," she murmured.
"I'll become their worst nightmare."
A man dressed entirely in black rode a sleek black bike into one of the city's newly developed smart estates—where the newly rich flaunted their wealth behind pristine walls and artificial perfection.
He stopped in front of one of the patterned houses.
Alexander's house.
June descended the stairs in flimsy nightwear, her lips curved lazily. She was living the life she had once only dreamed of—one gained at the cost of another woman's life. The thought didn't bother her in the slightest.
The doorbell rang.
"Alex?" she called, glancing toward the stairs. He was home—and he hadn't mentioned expecting anyone.
The security camera showed no one.
She opened the door anyway.
A neatly wrapped package lay on the ground.
A smile lit her face.
Ever since she and Alex had been together, gifts had become routine. Diamonds, bags, shoes—he spoiled her endlessly.
She picked up the box and walked inside.
"Babe, you really need to stop spoiling me like this," she said coquettishly as Alex came down the stairs.
"You deserve to be treated like a queen," he replied, pulling her into an embrace and kissing her forehead.
Then his eyes fell on the box.
"Who was at the door?" he asked.
"Probably a delivery man," June said lightly, lifting the box.
Alex frowned.
"I didn't order anything."
"Huh?" She tilted her head. "Then maybe it was sent to the wrong house."
"No," he said slowly, turning the box.
"My name is written on it."
June's smile faltered.
"Maybe a secret admirer," she said, though jealousy flickered in her eyes. Now that Alex was rich, women swarmed him like moths. She had betrayed her own best friend to get here—she wouldn't let anyone take him away.
"What's inside?" she demanded.
Alex sighed. "I'd have to be a magician to know without opening it."
He opened the box immediately—unwilling to fuel her suspicion.
Inside lay an envelope and a rose.
Alex's face drained of color as he read the letter.
June noticed instantly. "What is it?"
"A letter… from Tina," he said, his voice shaking.
June snatched it from his hands and read aloud:
You buried my name and wore my work like stolen skin.
You thought blood sealed the truth. It didn't.
I lived.
Every praise you receive whispers my voice.
Every night you sleep, I am closer than guilt.
You cannot outrun a survivor who learned how to haunt.
Enjoy what you stole.
I'm coming to collect debts from hell.
— The ghost you failed to kill
Tina Wang
"This is a prank," June scoffed, though fear crept into her eyes. She hadn't killed Tina herself—but she had provided Alex with an alibi.
"Yes," Alex echoed quickly. "A prank. Someone's trying to threaten us."
June swallowed. "What's on the flash drive?"
Alex inserted it into the computer.
A video played.
Tina stood before a screen filled with code.
"This project will revolutionize the digital world," her recorded voice said.
"It will make operating systems simpler… faster… smarter."
Alex stiffened.
He had never known this video existed.
"How could you be so careless?!" June yelled.
"How was I supposed to know she recorded it?!" he snapped back.
Fear tightened her chest.
"Someone is blackmailing us," Alex said, gripping her shoulders. "If we find them first—we end this."
June nodded, barely breathing.
Suddenly, the computer screen glitched.
Murder. Murder. Bloody murder.
A childish robotic voice echoed repeatedly.
Alex slammed the laptop shut, breathing hard,.
I have to fix this, he thought grimly.
Before it gets bigger.
Because now—
He had everything to lose.
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