Falling in Love With A One-Night Stand novel Chapter 483

483 Meeting the Murderer

“It seems you've looked into me," Bill spoke calmly. He didn’t deny it, nor did he appear surprised.

"Not too much. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have had the opportunity to call me," Anna snorted

The lighter made a crisp sound as Bill lit the cigarette. He took a long drag on his cigarette before saying, "I have what you're looking for. In thirty minutes. I'll be downstairs at your office.”

Anna was taken by surprise. Because she was wary of him, she did not say yes immediately.

Bill smiled as he noticed her hesitation and asked, "Are you worried about what | might do to you? You were not a coward when you followed me back then"

Hearing that, Anna remembered him telling her the other day that someone had vandalized the school bus.

"Okay, III see you later," Anna said, increasingly curious about what Bill intended to do.

After hanging up the phone, Anna didn't return to the stage. Instead, she snuck out of the side door. While driving to Lemon's office, she received a phone call from Nancy.

"Anna, you've got to be kidding me! The final results will be announced soon! Where the hell are you?"

"The competition is over, and the outcome is set in stone. Is it important whether I'm present or not?"

Nancy yelled angrily, "I've been helping you since you got there! 482 Meeting the Murderer ol Anna, you didn’t even thank me for it! If you win the prize, who will accept it on stage for you?"

Anna said with a smile, "Of course, it would be you. Since you helped me in the beginning, you should help me to the end. You'll have to do that for me because | set you up with Joshua.”

"You wish!" Nancy abruptly hung up the phone in rage.

At the same time, noticing that Anna left without telling him, Ryan immediately stood up and walked to the door.

Moments later, as he watched the surveillance in Lemon's office lobby, Ryan saw Anna meeting up with a middle-aged man.

The man was of medium build and dressed casually. Ryan couldn't see his face clearly in the surveillance footage and was taken aback when he saw them walking into the lift on the screen. It wasn’t until then that he came to the realization that the man was Bill. Knowing he didn't have time to waste, Ryan quickly called Wayne and told him about it.

Right after hanging up the call, Wayne left his office and drove to Lemon's office building. At that moment, Anna was already in her office, preparing to negotiate with the man sitting opposite her.

Bill tossed the leather jacket he had taken off on the sofa, revealing a dark blue knitted sweater. Anna observed the sweater closely and noticed that it was poorly made. The stitches were uneven in a few places, and the length of the sleeves was not the same.

Her phone rang at that precise moment. Bill glanced at her pocket and said, "I'l tell you everything | know, but | want to keep it between us. You businesspeople like to record conversations, but | don't.”

Anna hung up the phone, turned it off, and put it on the desk. "Is that okay now?" she asked, wrapping her arms around her chest.

With a relaxed expression. Bill nodded and said, "Fine. Actually, I'm 482 Meeting the Murderer aad sure you would look into me. Didn't you pretend to be one of my colleagues when you visited Joanna in the hospital last week?"

Anna didn't expect him to know that. She didn't say anything, just stared at him calmly and silently. Since Anna had no idea why Bill had come to see her, she felt she needed to be on high alert until she figured out what was happening. With vigilance, she tried not to say anything, hoping Bill would say something more.

"You've done many things recently, and every single one of them was about me or Lemon. So, it appears that you hate me deeply. Why have you come to see me today?" Anna asked.

Anna held a cup of coffee in front of her, which was still slowly steaming. Her fingers made a crisp sound as they gently touched the cup. She went on, "You can't do anything to me here. There are more than twenty people in the common office here. You wouldn't be able to leave if something happens to me.”

"You're saying Joanna is just a spiritual support for you?" Anna asked.

"You could put it that way," Bill said, spreading one hand on the sofa chair.

"Joanna would be disappointed to hear that, wouldn't she? You know, right now you're the only thing she has to fall back on.” Anna appeared upset, knowing Joanna considered herself more than Bill's spiritual support.

"So, I never told her that. You also wouldn't tell her, would you?"

"You should call it quits now and become a tainted witness. I can pay for Joanna's surgery and her living expenses after she leaves the hospital.”

Bill's expression remained unchanged, yet, he thought it was a good idea for a brief moment. Shaking his head, he snorted and said coldly, "A tainted witness? | tricked Micheal onto the highway and ran him over. | killed Owen and took Peter Wright's oxygen tube. How am | going to be a tainted witness? Do you still believe Ada is the same stupid little starlet she was five years ago? She committed major crimes in Ireland and got away with every one of them! Do you believe you can catch her so easily?”

Anna was thinking about a lot of things as he spoke. She became enraged when she remembered Peter lying in bed with his eyes closed. With gritted teeth, she slammed the table, stood up, and yelled angrily at Bill, "Did you come here today just to brag about your ‘achievements’ to me? | don't mind if you want to be Ada's helper, but don't brag about those dirty deeds to me. I'llsure you'll get what you deserve!”

Bill had anticipated Anna's reaction. He stood up and walked over to ‘482 Meeting the Murderer —

Anna, his cigarette half-burned in his mouth. They locked their gazes across a desk. Because the smell of cigarette smoke made Anna frown, Bill crushed it in his hand.

He looked around but couldn't find an ashtray. He then threw the cigarette butt into the coffee cup on his desk. The orange-red flame instantly disappeared from the brown coffee.

Then Bill leaned forward, his hands resting on the desk. He mockingly observed Anna's aggressive expression and asked, "Do you want to find evidence and sue me for murder? I'm afraid I'll be gone somewhere you can't find me by the time you do that. If you really want to make me pay, let me tell you a more effective way.”