"Hmph, you're the real idiot here!" Timothy scowled. "Her impression of you was already at an all-time low, and now you're faking your own death?! What the hell were you thinking? You were already growing apart, but this time, you've really dug your own grave! How are you going to mend things now?"
Stefan replied, "I have my plans. She hated me when I was alive anyway, so I can just use another identity to stay by her side and win her heart again."
"Have you lost your mind?!" Timothy was furious. "Who do you think you are? In everyone's eyes, you're already dead! Do you think she'd stay single forever just to mourn your death? I don't care what you're planning, I just need you to clean this mess up! The more you stall, the harder it gets to deal with! You'll regret it if she marries a random man just to fill the hole in her heart!"
Stefan's gaze grew cold, his possessiveness showing as he growled, "I will never allow that!"
The reason he chose to fake his own death was so that he could capture all of H Group's rivals. So far, the plan seemed to be going extremely well, and all they needed to do was wait for the right moment to seize those who were against the company.
However, his grandfather's words, along with Renee's, made the man feel slightly panicked. He was worried that they'd drift further apart, so much so that they wouldn't have the chance to get back together again.
After all, the woman was even starting to suspect that he had murdered his own brother.
He was completely innocent when it came to his brother's death - his grandfather was the one who had ordered him to destroy the evidence from back then.
After Renee left the manor, she seemed quite spaced out when driving. Timothy's words did ease her mind in a way, and now she wondered if she was just being too dramatic about all this.
'Hunt respected his brother so much, and I saw how depressed he was at Tristan's funeral. How could he possibly be the murderer?' With that thought, Renee felt her mood brightening, as if a weight had been lifted off of her chest.
Just then, an unfamiliar number popped up on her phone screen. She answered the call with a frown, and instantly heard a man's panicked voice on the other end of the line.
"Miss Everheart, please come to The Blue Inn now! You have to save us!"
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