Chapter 148: Chapter 148: What Do You Have to Fight Me?
Justin Battleson tossed his mobile phone onto the table, leaning back slightly annoyed, massaging his temples with his hand.
The villa door was knocked and opened. He didn’t even glance at it, his brows just faintly furrowed in response.
The person who walked in from the door was Evelyn Curtis.
She was wearing a long white dress, adorned with lace and sequins on the hem, incredibly elegant.
She placed her Chanel bag on the couch, then sat down next to Justin Battleson.
Seeing his displeased expression, she moved a few steps towards him, her delicate hand wrapping around his wrist.
Justin Battleson’s brows furrowed tightly. He suppressed his inner disdain and subtly moved a few steps away, casually shaking off Evelyn Curtis’ hand.
The latter looked at her hand, now void of contact, a flicker of enigmatic light flashing in her eyes.
It was just a moment, the next second, her face was all smiles again.
"Justin, you look unwell; is something bothering you?"
Upon hearing this, Justin Battleson squinted slightly at her, his deep voice stating,"Sophie Allen has gone missing."
It wasn’t that he wanted to tell Evelyn Curtis this piece of news, rather Sophie Allen’s response to Evelyn Curtis had taken him by surprise.
What if Evelyn Curtis knew something?
He casually scanned Evelyn Curtis’ expression but found nothing more than surprise on her face.
Evelyn Curtis was taken aback, surprised, "Missing?"
"How could this be, have you been looking for her?"
Justin Battleson nodded solemnly, "I’ve been searching. All her information stops a month ago and she left Emperor University."
He paused briefly, adding, "I suspect she might have committed suicide."
No one saw the thrill that shot through Evelyn Curtis’ eyes at the words ’committed suicide’.
Finally, finally, she was gone.
She subdued her overwhelming exhilaration; her voice still trembling with manic delight.
"Really...? That’s unfortunate, we were once best friends..."
Justin turned to give her a look, not uttering a word.
Picking up her purse, Evelyn Curtis stood, feigning calmness, "Justin, I have to go through a script later, so I’ll leave for now."
With that, she walked out.
Justin Battleson stared at her receding figure thoughtfully.
Once she was out of the villa, the weather outside was gloomy, a fine rain had been falling for more than a month. Evelyn Curtis didn’t open an umbrella nor get in a car; she just walked forward in the rain.
The rain soaked her skirt, and she clutched her bag so tightly her knuckles turned white.
After who knows how long, upon seeing the rain intensifying, she suddenly began to laugh manically.
The laughter edged on hysteria, almost drowning out the drizzle.
Along with it came piercing, pointed words.
"Sophie Allen... you’ve lost in the end."
She started to tear up from laughing, but laughter still roared unrestrained in the rain.
"Now, with Mr. Williams missing, and your death, the truth about that night will be buried forever."
Evelyn Curtis wiped away the tears that her laughter brought to her eyes.
"This secret will be buried forever with your ashes."
She straightened her back, still laughing manically, all traces of her usual refined demeanor gone.
Tasting the moment, she opened her mouth.
"Sophie Allen, see, even the Heavens are assisting me, how can you fight against me?"
The sound of drizzle was smothered by the lasting laughter.