Chapter 562 The Meeting
Dawn’s cold gaze reflected the image of the middle–aged man.
Will looked so sincere, so genuine, full of remorse, with a trace of deeply hidden nostalgia.
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His eyes were still gentle, as if he were looking at a beloved junior. “I’ve said everything I need to say. If <i>you </i>still don’t believe me, then do whatever you want right now. I won’t resist.”
“Even if I want to kill you, you wouldn’t object?”
“I… don’t want you to do that.”
Will said, “I won’t fight back, and I won’t let anyone from the Jacksonse after you, but Dawn, I’m worried about your future. When what a person carries bes too heavy, even walking bes hard.”
Dawn snorted. “You’re still preaching useless life lessons at a time like this, huh? You sure are confident.”
She couldn’t kill him.
There was still one more thing to do.
Dawn took a deep breath and said hoarsely, “You need toe with me to a ce. To meet someone.”
The sky gradually darkened. The long, narrow river seemed to be coated in a faint glow, stretching far, far into the distance.
On the way back, Will gazed out the window with a distant look. Dawn could tell he wasn’t a stranger to this ce. Maybe Vera had brought him here. Maybe he’de on his own.
As <i>they </i>merged onto the beltway, the mountain could be seen in the distance.
Covered in lush green, you couldn’t see the road from this far away, let alone the small house halfway up the slope.
Dawn nced sideways at the passenger seat. “Why don’t you ask where I’m taking you? Or who you’re meeting?”
“If I asked, would you tell me?”
She tightened her grip on the steering wheel and said in a low voice, “You’re going to meet the person in this world who wants you dead the most. What you said just now won’t convince him, so you’d better think it through now.”
“Dawn, are you worried about me?”
She paused before replying, <i>“</i>You wish.”
Dawn sneered. “I want you dead too. I just don’t want to dirty my own hands.”
She mmed the elerator down. The car shot forward.
Before nightfall, the business van finally arrived at its destination.
A brand–new vi.
New, yes.
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But the yard was overgrown with weeds, showing no signs of anyone having lived there. Will walked ahead, his brow tightly furrowed.
Inside the living room, all the furniture was covered with dust cloths. Only one man sat in a chair by the floor–to–ceiling windows, his legs crossed, his presence radiating a terrifying pressure.
Will stopped short. The man turned his head. His seemingly smiling gaze was edged with des. “So we finally meet, Mr. Jackson.”
In those half–smiling eyes churned a cold fury, like a beast ready to tear Will apart at any moment.
Will’s jaw muscles twitched. After a beat, he ground out the name, “Vincent!”
Night had already fallen. The view here was wide open. Through the floor–to–ceiling windows, the yard could be seen–lush green grass, full of life.
At this moment, the two middle–aged men faced each other, evenly matched in presence.
Only a single floormp was lit in the living room. The nted light fell across Vincent’s brows and eyes, casting them in shadow.
“You’ve really got some nerveing here. Aren’t you afraid I’ll have you killed right here?”
Will said nothing, his gaze deep as an icy abyss.
He stood there, the shifting light illuminating his still–straight figure, stretching his shadow long across the floor.
After a long while, his dark voice rang out, echoing in the empty vi. “You’ve been guiding Dawn all along, pinning Vera’s death on me. What exactly are you trying to do?”
Only then did Vincent notice that only Will hade in. Dawn was nowhere to be seen.
His expression changed slightly.
“Where is she? Where’s my daughter?”
Will didn’t know where Dawn had gone either. They’d clearly entered together just moments ago.
But on second thought, he realized maybe it was better this way.
This was between him and Vincent.
Will let out a coldugh. His heavy voice echoed through the vi. “Weren’t you looking for me? Then forget about Dawn. I’ve got plenty of old scores to settle with you!”
Seeing the hatred on Will’s face, Vincent’s expression suddenly rxed.
“Settle scores with me? Sure.
“What do <i>you </i>want to settle?
“Will, oh, Will. The evidence I have is more than enough to send you to prison. That fire at the Porter residence back then–it was done on your orders.”
Will roared hoarsely, “It wasn’t me!”
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Chapter 562 The Meeting
“If not you, then who? Me?”
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Vincent slowly took out a cigar case from his suit pocket, removed one cigar, and inhaled deeply. “I have evidence. You don’t.”
Will’s entire face was taut, hisplexion ashen.
His eyes swept the room warily. Vincent was far too cautious to meet him here alone. There had to be enforcers hidden in the vi. And not just a few.
And Dawn …
<i>Where </i><i>did </i><i>Dawn </i><i>go</i><i>? </i>
Will wasn’t afraid she’d leave him here. He was afraid Vincent might go mad and use Dawn for something else.
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<strong>Olivia Harris</strong> is an emerging author celebrated for her captivating romantic and steamy novels. With a talent for crafting deep emotional connections and fiery chemistry between her characters, Olivia’s stories offer readers an escape into worlds filled with passion, intrigue, and heart-stopping drama.