Chapter 565 The Mysterious Text

    At this point, Sienna’s words were no different from a p in the face to Sarah. She bit her lip bhard /bband /bsaid nothing more. She had originally wanted to use this moment to crush Jeanpletely, to ensure bshe /bbcould /b

    bnever /brecover,

    But now, it seemed like she had failed.

    Sarah returned to her bedroom and copsed face–down onto the bed.

    Her chest burned with resentment and frustration, like it was stuffed with smoke and nowhere to release itb. /b

    Now that things hade to this, she had no choice but to move forward with the n she had always wanted most to make Jean a dead woman.

    That had been her original intent anyway. But when she found out Jean had ties to the Abyssal Choir, she couldn’t help but hesitate.

    After all, the Abyssal Choir wasn’t some nameless, ordinary group.

    That was why she had tried to use Jean’s connection to the organization as leverage–to pressure her into disappearing on her own.

    But she hadn’t expected Jean to be so damn stubborn.

    And the Ginger family’s itolerance /iof Jean had caught herpletely off guard.

    Sarah didn’t want to admit it, but she knew, after everything that happened tonight, aside from the deep- seated hatred she could never shake, she now felt something else toward Jean. She was jealous of Jean.

    iWhy/i? iWhy /iicould /iisomeone /iwho iwasn’t /iieven /iiblood/ii–/iirted /iibe /iishowered /iiwith /iiaffection /iiby /iithe /iiGinger /ifamily?

    That burning cocktail of old grudges and new wounds only made one thing clearer to Sarah, Jean had to die.

    But to kill her without leaving a trace and without alerting the Ginger family—that wouldn’t be easy.

    And with Jean backed by the Abyssal Choir, the difficulty had just skyrocketed.

    Sure, Sarah had her own organization, with plenty of forces she couldmand. But against the Abyssal Choir…

    There were too many variables to consider.

    She had no way of knowing just how far the Abyssal Choir would go to protect Jean.

    On the surface, Jean didn’t seem to be a core member-

    Someone like that could be cast aside by the organization at any time, not worth protecting.

    But judging from the way Ludwig treated her…

    Jean didn’t seem like someone they could easily discard.

    Either way, Jean was now on high alert; trying to make another move wouldn’t be bso /bbeasy/b.

    b?Chapter /b565 The Mysterious Text

    bHer /bphone suddenly lit up with a new message.

    Sarah tapped the screen–and

    aw a number she didn’t recognize.

    “Care to make a deal with me?”

    Who is this? Sarah’s eyes widened as she instinctively scanned the room, searching for anything out bof /bce.

    Then another message came in.

    “I can help you get rid of the person causing you trouble.”

    Sarah’s heart jumped violently. A strange chill crept over her entire body. iHow /idoes this person know what biI’m /i/bthinking? Who the heck are ithey/i?

    It took a while before Sarah calmed herself enough to respond to the strange messages.

    “Who are you?” she replied.

    About thirty secondster, a new message appeared.

    “That’s not something you need to know. All you need to know is, I want to help you.”

    Sarah frowned slightly, her brow tightening.

    She didn’t know what the sender truly wanted, but if she could use this person to get rid of Jean, iit /imight not be ia /ibad itransaction/i.

    “What do you want?”

    She needed to know whether the price would be something she could afford.

    There was no immediate reply.

    About five minutes passed before another message arrived.

    “I’m not interested in you. My target has always been the Ginger family.”

    iThe /iiGinger /iifamily/ii? /iBut Sarah had already returned to the Ginger family. In some ways, she and the Ginger family were now on the same side.

    If this person really intended ito /iharm them, that wouldn’t be good news for Sarah.