Artemis' POV
I laced up my black Oxford shoes ready to head out to work. I had called James to drive me there this morning as a precaution because I was too tired to be behind the wheel.
As I waited for James to arrive, I lounged on the couch scrolling through my messages and replying to unread ones.
I scrolled past the messages I sent to Pamela's parents.
They were yet to reply to me and I was getting desperate, I needed to talk to them to resume my plans of revenge.
They had to be made aware of the real murderer of their daughter. I really disliked that they had hatred for Ella, she did not deserve the scorn.
I had planned on visiting them at their island but I decided against it after Ella's protest, I needed to be patient. They were probably still grieving.
I exhaled and c
