Chapter 319

Two hours ago...

Lymington police station, inside the detention center.

It was eleven o'clock at night, the corridor lights were turned off, and there was only a patrolling officer outside the main gate.

In the quiet and dimly lit jail cell, the sound of faint footsteps could be heard, and a figure suddenly appeared at the door.

Jeffery, sitting in the corner, lifted his head from the table. The person in black walked in, wearing a black hat that completely covered his face.

"Jeffery."

"Who are you?"

"Mr. Ordelia sent me to save you. Hurry, let's go."

After being locked up for five whole days, Jeffery was disheveled and unshaven.

The gaze dimmed, finally welcoming a glimmer of light.

The Ordelia family and Darcy fulfilled their promise.

He knew he didn't have to fear any leverage!

As for Winnie's statement, it was perhaps just meant to intimidate him.

Jeffery immediately stood up, looking slightly relieved, loosening his muscles. He nodded and asked, "How did Mr. Ordelia handle the talk with the police?"

"We used internal connections to maintain confidentiality. Once you're out, Miss Ordelia will immediately arrange for you to leave the country."

The man in black led the way as they walked.

Jeffery's spirits soared.

However, when he looked up, he realized they were on the wrong path. This wasn't leading to the main entrance of the police station.

He glanced back and noticed it wasn't the rear entrance either. Instead, they were going deeper down the hallway towards the cells.

"This isn't the right way," Jeffery suddenly spoke up, his tone becoming more tense.

"What's wrong?"

The man in black turned around, half of his face illuminated by moonlight, displaying a yin and yang contrast, resembling the arrival of the god of death.

That mocking gaze...

In an instant, Jeffery's hair stood on end. He had placed too much trust in the Ordelia family. He remembered Winnie's warning!

A chill ran through his feet. Was the Ordelia family really planning to silence him? After so many years as their subordinate, after helping Darcy so much!

Jeffery stared at the man in black, took two steps back, and then turned around to sprint away!

"Jeffery, you're going the wrong way," the man in black said, seemingly unconcerned.

"Help! Help..." Jeffery began to shout, but before he could finish the second sentence, his voice suddenly disappeared.

No police outside, how suspicious!

Everything was planned!

The man covered Jeffery's mouth with one hand, pinned him to the ground, and death drew closer, making him as pale as paper.

Desperately struggling, he managed to break free, running forward as if his life depended on it.

But ahead, there was a tall wall, blocking the end of the corridor.

"You can't escape, Jeffery. Tonight, you must die. If you stop struggling, it'll be a prettier death!"

"Why? I've helped the Ordelia family so much, I'm a loyal subordinate to Darcy, and I hold evidence of many of her wrongdoings. Does she dare to kill me?"

"Jeffery, your home has already been destroyed by Mr. Ordelia."

A cold smile flashed across Jeffery's face. "The crucial evidence in Elliott's case, you won't find it in my house!"

In other words, he had hidden it somewhere else.

The man in black approached step by step and laughed, "That's why you're going to die. No one will know where the evidence is hidden."

Silently, he took out a syringe filled with a turbid liquid.

Instantly, Jeffery thought of the banned drug he had given Jacob from the Ordelia group's pharmaceutical factory. He made Jacob feed it to Elliott, causing him to hallucinate.

The Ordelia...

In recent years, the Delia family was well aware of the numerous illicit drugs that brought immense profits to the Ordelia Group, solidifying the power of the Ordelia family in Trento City.

And the horror of those drugs, they knew all too well.

With one injection, one's life would be sealed and silenced!

At this very moment, the white potion in the palm of his hand struck a chord with Jeffrey, reminding him that it was given by Winnie.

He had doubted it was poison at first.

But at the brink of death, he had no choice but to give it a try.

Jeffrey turned his back, quickly swallowed it, and then used the old phone left by Winnie to hastily type a message!

"Don't struggle, Jeffrey!" A man's voice sinisterly echoed as he lunged forward, the needle aimed at Jeffrey's neck!

"Ah--!"

Jeffrey clawed at the wall with all his might, his nails becoming a bloody mess. Despite the overwhelming fear, he still desperately tried to crawl away.

In less than two seconds, he convulsed and collapsed on the ground.

His eyes widened momentarily, his hand relaxed, and black blood trickled from his mouth and nostrils.

The man in black stared at his lifeless body, coldly checked for signs of breath and a heartbeat, then placed a suicide note next to Jeffrey, took a picture, and sent it to the police department's system.

He then quietly lifted Jeffrey and walked away in the darkness.

Rock received a call from Winnie and blinked in surprise. "Jeffrey sought help from you two hours ago? Given the Ordelia family's actions at the police station, they've probably had enough time to dispose of the body."

"Jeffrey must have taken the fake death drug I gave him! Its effect only lasts for 12 hours, Rock, we must find out where he is!"

"Let me think... How would the Ordelia family handle a body? They have strong connections with the police, so bribing them would be simple. But when it comes to disposing of Jeffrey's body, they wouldn't dare take any risks. The safest option would be..."

"To stage a suicide and avoid investigation?" A spark flashed in Winnie's mind. "The quickest way to destroy the body would be cremation!"

Rock nodded. "Exactly, you're really clever. They would only be at ease if the body is cremated, most likely at the police station morgue!"

"Rock, I'm still at the airport. Can you do me a favor... If Jeffrey is alive, my uncle's hope lies with him."

"No need to say it, don't worry. I'll immediately use my connections. Wait for my message at your apartment."

Rock quickly hung up the phone. Winnie anxiously looked at the dark night, took a deep breath of cold air, and placed Oscar in her car.

The car sped towards the apartment in the city.

After midnight, in the gloomy morgue of the police station.

The man in black and a corrupt police officer quietly concluded the staged suicide procedure for Jeffrey's "corpse", placing the body on a stretcher and covering it with a white cloth.

The man took a photo of the face, receiving a nod from the forensic doctor. The body was then pushed aside. "Half an hour...

"The cremation personnel will be here soon, please wait outside to collect the ashes," the man in black nodded and walked outside. He lit a cigarette and sent the photos taken earlier, capturing the face of the deceased, to the Ordelia family. At the same time, Rock, another forensic expert whom Rock had bribed, quietly sneaked into the morgue.

After half an hour, the cremation furnace was activated. The man in black watched as the familiar stretcher arrived, carrying the body wrapped in a bag, and sent it into the high-temperature furnace. Two hours later, a pile of ashes was taken out. The man then sent all the photos and the cremation video.

Meanwhile, in the high-level villa in Lymington, Mr. and Mrs. Ordelia examined the photos and video and confirmed that the body had been completely burned. Their faces finally relaxed, and Mrs. Ordelia said, "This time bomb has been resolved. With Jeffery's death, all the evidence linking Elliott to the Ordelia family has disappeared."

Mrs. Ordelia smiled even more sinisterly, "Winnie wants to overturn the case, but we managed to retrieve the hallucinogenic drug she administered to Elliott. I know she sent someone to secretly investigate the Ordelia Group's pharmaceutical factory in Lymington, but she won't find anything. As for those prison guards and inmates, Jeffery bribed them."

However, Mr. Ordelia's face turned cold as he turned to Mrs. Ordelia and Darcy, who had been silent. "You two have been dragging this matter on. We should have dealt with Elliott three years ago."

Mrs. Ordelia blurted out, somewhat displeased, "How much have Darcy and I done for the Ordelia family all these years? It's just one oversight, and you cling to it. I can see that you're biased towards that woman outside who gave birth to your illegitimate child! Don't forget, it's because Darcy has a tight grip on Lawrence that the Ordelia family can have a greater future."

Mr. Ordelia softened his tone and turned to Darcy, "Darcy, did your fertility treatment work this time? Are you confident about getting pregnant?"

Darcy, burdened with worries, was taken aback by the question. Thinking about how Winnie had benefited at her expense, she felt like spitting blood. The Ordelia family had internal conflicts, and she was too troubled to answer. She hadn't even touched Lawrence's body. Her father would be disappointed. Moreover, there were pressing matters now that made her unable to focus on Elliott's case.

With a gloomy face, Darcy confessed, "Let's not talk about other matters for now. Father, Mother, you have no idea, but Winnie is raising a child, Sidney's twin. Back then, Alan prepared two fake bodies and fooled everyone. It makes me furious!"

"What?!" Mrs. Ordelia slammed the table, her complexion drastically changing.