Chapter 125 Old-fashioned threats

CALEB

Rosy’s words reechoed in my head countlessly as I drove home.

I wonder who she has seen the mark on. This is the only way we can find Mario’s origin.

If I had told her the truth, would she have told me where she saw the mark?

I knew she was lying to me when she told me that she couldn’t remember who had the mark.

“Damn it, I forgot to ask for a description,” I muttered, slamming my fist into the steering wheel.

I sighed, remembering how difficult Rosy could be.

She wouldn’t tell me even if I asked.

The memories of last night sipped into my mind, pushing the issue of the birthmark away. A smile formed on my face as it all replayed before me.

I hope Rosy will give me a chance back into her life after this.

“Thank you for helping me, Sherry, thank you,” I muttered as I drove into the garage.

I was filled with excitement as I stepped out of my car.

It felt like a new life was replaced with the disgusting, burden-filled life I had.

Immediately I