The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love
Chapter 1312

Chapter 1312

If it wasn't for Wayne and his sneaky wife plastering his and his buddy's pictures all over the place, he wouldn't have been so on edge, ready to bolt at the slightest noise.

In the past year, he had carried out so many missions but this was the first time someone had slipped through his fingers.

The man gritted his teeth. But it didn't matter; they were going to die one way or another!

When Rosalynn learned of the first murder linked to Heatherway, she had an inkling of what was going on.

Her suspicions were confirmed when Erica mentioned seeing a visibly ill Heatherway.

Initially, Rosalynn thought the murderer was seeking revenge for Heatherway's death.

But Heatherway was still alive when the first murder occurred. So the theory of revenge for her death didn't hold up.

On her way home, Rosalynn received a hot-off-the-press investigative report, which she quickly read through.

"A year ago, Heatherway was diagnosed with malignant tumors." Rosalynn turned to Wayne, "The instigator knew she wouldn't live long and started this crazy revenge." Wayne's face was stone cold. No matter the reason, whoever was behind this had killed many people and wouldn't get away with it.

As the investigation into Robert deepened, the killer appearing in the videos was found more frequently at locations related to Robert.

By the next morning, the traces of another killer had also started to appear around Robert. At this

point, it was pretty clear that the two domestic murders, as well as the kidnapping of Jeffery and his girlfriend, were all related to Robert.

"Find him!" Rosalynn commanded. Wayne's people, the Jared Group, and those who had been working in the shadows for Rosalynn over the years all swung into action.

Meanwhile, at a waterfront villa by the sea, a silver-haired man with an unnaturally pale complexion and blue glass-like eyes sat in a wheelchair.

As he watched the surging waves, his fingerless hand held a brooch.

"Boss, Wayne's people have traced you." A tall, dark-skinned man said in a deep voice from behind, "Do we need to arrange a flight back?"

"Back?" He looked at the raging sea, "I have nowhere to go back to; hand me my phone." The man immediately handed over the phone.

Robert dialed the last contacted number, and the person quickly answered, "Young master! I'm sorry, there were some complications with the target a few days ago; he's still alive, but I'll take care of him soon!' Robert lowered his eyelids. "Baxter!"

"Yes!" Baxter responded.

"This target is no longer important. Now, I have a final task for you."

"Final task?" Baxter's voice dropped a notch, "Did Wayne replace you?"

Robert didn't respond, his face cold as he issued his loyal henchman his final mission.

"No matter the cost, I want Cory and Ivy dead."