Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 28


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 28


    J contacted the organization as soon as she got back home and within the same night, the


    organization managed to trace the owner of the gun through the bullet casing. She soon received a


    message from someone within said organization.


    Lara: ‘J, we’ve found something.’


    J: ‘Who is it?’


    Lara: ‘It belongs to a newly established organization which does jobs for money.’


    J: ‘Where are they now?’


    Lara: ‘We just tracked their location to an underground cer named ‘Mason Vault’.’


    J: ‘Thanks.’


    After closing the conversation window on herptop, J went to her wardrobe and took out a long


    ck dress with a nametag ‘Shadow 1’ embroidered at the chest area. Opening the window, she


    vaulted through andnded on the ground. The hem of her long back dress formed a beautiful arc,


    swaying along with her movements.


    It wasn’t long before the security guards at Mason Vault slumped to the ground, unconscious. J


    made her way to the group of assassins and they were so horrified to see her that they immediately


    cowered in fear. “Why are you here?” they gasped.


    shing them a crooked smile, J countered, “Why can’t I be here?”


    “Please spare our lives; we’ll tell you everything. Don’t you want to know who hired us? I’ll tell you


    everything right now.”


    J switched on the voice recorder on her phone and one of them started confessing, “A girl with the


    surname Lewis hired us to kill you for five hundred thousand.”


    They were first paid half of that amount as a deposit and would only be paid in full if they got the job


    done. At first, they thought they would be able to make a quick and easy buck out of it thinking that the


    target was just a young girl. However, they clearly had not expected the girl to be physically trained and


    stronger than any of them.


    Just like that, J knew that it was Jennifer Lewis, the campus belle of Star High School, who hired


    the assassins to kill her. “What were her orders?” J asked.


    The assassin who confessed just now stammered, “She wanted us to snap some of your nudes and


    post it online so that you would leave Star High School out of embarrassment. If we didn’t manage to


    do that, she wanted us to finish you off.”


    Upon hearing, J narrowed her eyes in confusion. Since she didn’t really have a huge fallout with


    Jennifer, she couldn’t believe Jennifer really wanted her killed over something so trivial. Tsk, tsk, tsk.


    How vicious that woman is! She always thought that she could stay out of trouble as long as she kept


    to herself and didn’t offend anyone. However, there were still people out there who resented her and


    wanted to punish her. “How did she pay you the deposit?” J queried.


    The man answered in a quivering voice, “She transferred the money to my bank ount.”


    “Give me your name and your identity card number,” J demanded.


    Hesitating, the man read aloud his details at such a slow speed that by the time he finished, J had


    managed to remember all the numbers by heart.


    “You aren’t allowed to tell anyone about what happened today.”


    “Yes! Of course!” The man nodded his head vigorously.


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    Just as J took two steps out of their cell, the horrifying images of how she was nearly killed by


    them came back to haunt her again. Spurred by the terrifying memory, she turned around and made up


    her mind to take her revenge. Soon, what remained in the underground cer was the agonizing


    squeals and painful shrieks that echoed in the air.


    Meanwhile at Lowry Residence, the branches and the leaves rustled in the gentle breeze as the


    temperature dipped, a hint of early spring in the air. The moon was obscured in the overcast sky and


    could only be seen vaguely. In the darkness, a man with a tall and slender body was sitting leisurely on


    a sofa made from genuine leather.


    A man in ck dashed to him hurriedly and said, “Young Master Mason, all our men guarding Mason


    Vault were left unconscious and that group of assassins have died of excessive bleeding.”


    The moon was starting to find its way out of the clouds and managed to illuminate the man’s face. He


    was extremely attractive, a charming but wicked smile ying on his lips. “Really?” He curled his


    luscious lips upward into a sly smile and remarked, “Seems like they have plenty of enemies.”


    Who could have broken into Mason Vault and killed those guys? What could have been the motive?


    “Can we see the person’s face from the CCTV footage?” Mason asked.


    The man in ck answered him straightforwardly, “One of our men checked the footage and found that


    someone hacked into the system and deleted all the records.”


    “The only thing they managed to see is that those guys all died a horrible death. The tendons in their


    legs were removed and they all died from excessive bleeding.”


    Mason narrowed his eyes contemtively as his face turned serious. Could it be Shadow 1? It was a


    widely known fact that every time Shadow 1 was out on a mission, his or her opponents would end up


    either being handicapped or killed.


    To top it off, Shadow 1 had a preference for removing their tendons so that they would not be able to


    run away and get help. Although Shadow 1 was a vicious killer, he or she had only killed those who had


    offended him or her, but never for money. Was Shadow 1 active in Sandfort City again?