CHAPTER 57. ABIGAIL IS DEAD

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 ROSEWOOD MANOR, LANIMER WOODS, 5:00 PM, MARCH 3,2019. “What am I needed to do sir?” William asked in a half excited stance. Silvester nodded and exclaimed, “There’s a dead body of the man lying on the backside of the Manor. Pick it up and throw it on any of the deserted alleys of the Ansbrunn Town” Silvester instructed while divulging further, “My wife escaped due to this bastard. Moreover, he made her wear his stinking leather jacket. If I could, I would like to kill the bastard all over again.” “Leather jacket!” repeated William. The room seemed to spin as the realization struck him that the woman he brought home was none other than Silvester’s wife, and he fainted.  …. Soon, he opened up his eyes to observe the luxurious room which appeared as if the gods of Olympus themselves stay

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