The Secret Heir's Return to Wealth and Love novel Chapter 251

Intense pain enveloped her old body.

Memories quickly awakened in her mind.

She'd been secretly keeping an eye on Wayne's every move, and today, Wayne made a trip back to the apartment where he lived with Rosalynn and stayed there for a weirdly long time.

He also unreasonably missed a meeting that he was supposed to attend in the evening.

Jones was on high alert, sensing something was about to happen.

Immediately, she arranged a plane to escape with Heatherway.

But when they arrived at the airport, Jones received an anonymous email.

The email contained an address and a picture of an emerald.

The emerald was a token of love Jones had given her lover when they were young, but unfortunately, wars later separated them, and all these years, Jones had been searching for her long-lost lover.

Although she knew it was dangerous to stay behind, Jones decided to send Heatherway on the plane and went back alone.

At the same time, she was cautious and created a fake impression that she had also boarded the plane and left.

She planned to leave the country immediately after confirming whether the emerald shown in the picture was the one she had given to her lover.

But...

When she reached the destination, without seeing anyone, she was hit hard on the back of her head and passed out.

When she woke up again, she found herself in this eerie and creepy place.

"Who is it?"

Jones struggled to open her eyes, looking around cautiously.

"You've done too many bad things that you can’t even tell which enemy brought you here?" a cold voice carried deep sarcasm.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Jones's face darkened, "Ms. Tesdal, now that Heatherway and Wayne have broken off their engagement as you wished, I don't know why you still want to hurt an ordinary servant like me!"

"Ordinary servant?" Rosalynn laughed, "Would an ordinary servant hire a hitman to kill? I could understand if your target were me since Heatherway hated me for taking away her lover. But why would you want a hired killer to hit my friend?"

As Rosalynn spoke, she swung the steel pipe at Jones's shoulder.

The force was not very light, but it wasn't particularly heavy either. Rosalynn didn't want to kill her.

"Ah!"

Jones screamed in pain.

"It hurts, huh? She had three broken ribs, way more painful than this!" Rosalynn gritted her teeth.

"You psycho! I didn't hurt anyone!" Jones kept denying.

Rosalynn let out a cold laugh.