Chapter 643

Frederick’s face was dark with anger as he left swiftly without a word.

Nella was left feeling bewildered, her pretty face slightly pale. “What’s going on? Why was he so frightening all of a sudden?”

It was so strange! Why was this man always so mysterious?

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At Jennifer’s house, a group of black-clad individuals wearing wide-brimmed hats filled the entire room.

On the sofa sat a refined man in a tailcoat, holding a bouquet of roses, looking as charming and relaxed as a dashing playboy.

Across from him sat Jennifer, looking like a frightened bird, her face pale and her expression filled with terror.

Frederick entered, and surveyed the room. “Ms. York, have they done anything to you?”

Jennifer shook her head, though her face remained unusually white.

“You weren't too late,” the refined man said, casually lounging with one leg crossed over the other, a mocking smile on his face. “Mr. Lester, we haven’t laid a finger on Ms. York. We only happened to dismember a few people in fron