"Renee said she'll give me a call after she's done. We'll just wait for her to deliver the good news then," Anna replied. She was also very sure that Yolanda would die tonight.
She had even tipped the officials off beforehand to make sure they didn't patrol around Titan Street or near Renee's villa.
Judas, on the other hand, had overheard their conversation and his usually aloof face melted into a rare smile as he muttered, "She deserves it."
Boris wasn't very interested in the conversation Anna and the rest were having since it was something he had already long known the outcome of. It felt like a beauty unveiled—there was no longer an element of mystery, and it no longer interested him.
"Anna, hurry up and give Renee a call! I want to know if Yolanda has died or not. It'd be best if she could take a few pictures of Yolanda being tortured before she died.
"I would really love to look at those!" Jean rubbed her hands together gleefully in anticipation. "It'll be such a waste to have her thrown straight into a random potter's grave without first recording such a spectacular scene."
"Sure, I'll make the call now." Anna whipped out her phone and realized that she had several missed calls. "It seemed that Renee called me a few times, but I didn't hear my phone.
"I reckon she was calling me to report how painfully Yolanda had died."
Anna cackled as she tried to call Renee back. However, even after calling Renee three times, no one answered the call.
"That's odd."
"What is it?" Jean asked anxiously. "Could she have gone to celebrate?"
"Probably…" Anna looked at the call records on her phone. Just as she was about to place another call, Cain, one of Boris' subordinates rushed into the villa while screaming, "Something's wrong, Mr. Caldwell!"
"What is it? Why are you so flustered?" Boris frowned impatiently.
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