Chapter 546 The


    Mastermind


    Over the past couple of weeks, things hadn''t been going too well for J. What L had done


    really left a mark on her.


    Noticing that J looked a little frustrated, Elizabeth invited her to go shopping that weekend to


    get her mind off of things.


    Elizabeth, who seldom even talked to others, suddenly invited her to hang out, so J found


    herself unable to refuse.


    Compared with Seacisco, the malls in Barnes were more essible and down to earth. On holidays


    and even weekends, there would be all kinds of interesting events held in the shopping malls.


    As soon as they stepped inside the mall, J saw throngs of people bustling about.


    Elizabeth was tall and fashionable, while J was incredibly pretty and petite. The two women


    with vastly different styles soon attracted people''s attention.


    J looked around in search of any store she''d be interested in. Suddenly, her eyesnded on a


    man with a sunken face among the crowd.


    It was Jeff.


    When did he get out of prison?


    Before J could figure it out, she saw that Jeff was holding a bottle of pale yellow liquid. He


    red at her with a ferocious look, like a wild beast eyeing its prey. "Bitch, go to hell!"


    As he spoke, he pushed through the crowd and rushed at J. But before he could open the


    bottle of sulfuric acid, a group of men in ck suddenly emerged and tackled him to the ground.


    Seeing this, the crowd burst into an uproar and scattered like mice.


    Amidst the chaos, the bottle of sulfuric acid was thrown to the ground and shattered. The liquid


    made a sizzling sound, steaming in the air and emitting a horrible smell.


    "Who the fuck are you? Let go of me, you bastards!" Jeff''s head was forcibly pressed down to the


    ground by the men in ck. He pounded the floor with his fists and craned his neck to re at


    J with hatred.


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    Just then, a man in a grey tracksuit and a ck baseball cap emerged from behind the men in


    ck.


    With his chin slightly raised, Ethan nced at his men and said, "Take him away."


    J was still in a state of shock. She walked up to Ethan and asked doubtfully, "I thought Jeff was


    supposed to be in prison? How''d he get out so soon?"


    "Some time ago, a prison guard informed me that he had been released in advance." When Ethan


    found out about this, he too was confused.


    It seemed that someone was taking action behind the scenes.


    Ethan didn''t act on it until now because he knew that there had to be someone powerful behind the


    curtain. Besides, whoever was behind Jeff''s release was probably the same person who had


    orchestrated the parachute incident.


    He hadn''t been able to find who this mastermind was, and now, he had the chance.


    Thus, Ethan didn''t take any action but monitored Jeff in secret. As soon as Jeff was about to strike


    again, he caught him.


    "Don''t worry, honey. You can continue shopping with your friend. The bodyguards will protect you."


    Ethan''s expression softened as soon as he was with his wife. He touched J''s hair gently and


    then turned around to leave.


    Still in a daze, J nced at the bubbling yellow liquid on the ground with lingering fear.


    *******


    In the interrogation room, Ethan sat down with his legs crossed, his face hidden under the brim of


    his cap.


    His subordinate finished strapping Jeff to the electric chair.


    Jeff roared hoarsely, "Let me go! Let! Me! Go!"


    His voice and body were trembling.


    "Enough with the bullshit. Who helped you get out of prison?" Ethan looked at his subordinate


    meaningfully, hinting at him to take action.


    Jeff was no stranger to the horrors of this electric chair and was one again scared out of his wits. "I


    don''t know! When I was still in prison, only one person came to visit me. She said she was J''s


    friend and told me that J had hired someone to fuck me up in prison. That''s all, okay? I don''t


    know anything else. Please let me go!"


    "I''ve asked the prison guard. No one has visited


    you."


    "Do you really think I''d lie right now? I''m telling you the truth!" Jeff insisted desperately.


    Ethan frowned. "Okay, then what did the woman look like?"


    "A brte with shoulder-length hair and dressed in business attire. She looked beautiful, and more


    importantly, she looked rich. Oh, and there was a mole above her left eyebrow. That''s all I can tell


    you."


    Ethan fell silent.


    Jeff''s description pointed to one woman—Charis.