Chapter 569 The Guy Is Dead


    Genevieve knew he was only saying that casually, but her ears still turned slightly red when she heard


    that.


    As Bruce had hailed a cab there and didn''t bring Joash with him, Genevieve drove him back since they


    were both staying at Regality Gardens.


    Her phone rang when she got near the city.


    Since it was an unknown number, she hesitated for a few seconds before answering the call. “Hello?


    Who is this?”


    “Hello, Ms. Rachford. I know you''ve been looking for a witness to Johanna''s assault.” The person on


    the other line was a man trying to keep his voice low.


    The look on Genevieve''s face tensed up immediately. “Did you see what happened?”


    “No...” The man paused for a few seconds before continuing, “You see, I am the one who assaulted


    Johanna. It was Sylvie who hired me to do it. I can help you testify against her if you pay me a sum of


    money to leave Jadeborough and promise not toe after me.”


    Genevieve had pulled lots of strings to find the culprit but to no avail.


    Now that the culprit had contacted her on his own ord, she agreed to his deal without any


    hesitation. “I know you were just doing your job, so I promise not to hold you ountable. Will you tell


    me where you are right now? I''d like to meet up with you.”


    As the guy didn''t say anything in response, Genevieve added, “The fact that you''re calling me right now


    means things must''ve turned ugly between you and Sylvie. You helped her kill someone, so she''s


    definitely going to silence you to ensure her own safety. Now, I can guarantee yours if you meet up with


    me. Besides, who else can you trust except me?”


    Hmm... What she says does make sense.


    With that in mind, the guy provided Genevieve with an address after a brief moment of hesitation.


    Genevieve then drove straight for the city, ignoring all the red lights along the way.


    “There''s something I need to take care of, so I''ll drop you off by the side of the road. You can hail a cab


    home or something,” she said.


    “No, I''ll go with you. I could be of some help in case something happens,” Bruce replied.


    Although Genevieve was using a Bluetooth earphone when talking on the phone earlier, the car was


    quiet enough for him to hear their conversation.


    Genevieve simply shot him a nce and continued driving in silence.


    About ten minutester, they arrived outside the fast food restaurant stated on the address.


    The ce had two floors and was open twenty-four hours, so there were still people dining there at the


    time.


    Genevieve put on a cap that she had borrowed from Bruce and ran into the restaurant. However, she


    couldn''t find the man in the ck jacket even after searching both floors.


    She then tried giving him a call, but his phone had been switched off.


    Right as Genevieve''s heart sank, her phone started ringing all of a sudden.


    She quickly answered the call, only to realize it was Bruce on the phone. “I''m afraid the guy you want to


    meet is already dead...”


    Learning that, Genevieve ran out of the fast food restaurant and hurried back to Bruce''s car.


    Apparently, there had been a car ident on the street next to the fast food restaurant about five


    minutes ago. The man''s motorcycle was crushed to pieces in the crash, and he died on the spot.


    Genevieve pushed her way through the crowd, only to see a man in a ck jacket lying in a pool of


    blood.


    She was so shaken up that her legs gave out beneath her. Fortunately, Bruce was there to hold her


    steady.


    Genevieve''s lips were pale as she grabbed onto his arm and muttered through clenched teeth, “I was


    so close!”


    Even after rushing over as quickly as she could, she was still a step toote.


    Meanwhile, in Baykeep, Herbert had been feeling unwelltely and was going to get some rest after


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    taking his medication. However, a sudden phone call caused him to lose all sense of drowsiness


    instantly.


    He hurried downstairs and shouted at the driver, “Ask Sylvie where she is! Tell her toe home right


    away!”


    The driver was about to make the phone call when the doorbell rang. He then opened the door and


    saw Sylvie standing outside.


    She was wearing exquisite makeup as if she had just returned from a formal event.