Chapter 227

Before Linda even finished speaking, North had already flipped open the sketchbook. Everyone’s expressions changed at that.

Linda’s words became stuck in her throat.

All of the designs had been obscured with ink. On the paper were various writings in red pen, saying things like, “B*TCH” and “VIXEN” that made the sight an unbearable one.

The handwriting was angry and twisted, and it could be seen that the person who wrote it hated the owner of the sketchbook greatly.

The living room instantly plunged into a deadly silence. North slowly looked up and met Linda’s gaze. She spat out word by word, “You’re dead, Linda Lane.”

Her gaze was so sharp and cold that Linda gulped. She fell to the ground immediately. “N-No, that has nothing to do with me!”

However, everyone could tell from her guilty look that Linda had been the one to deface the designs.

North abruptly bent down and lifted Linda from the floor. She gripped Linda’s neck in a tight vice. “It has nothing to do with you? Mr. Hen