Chapter 440



After Kallie sobered up from the drug, she discovered that Lenny had vanished. Though curious about Lenny’s whereabouts, she chose not to inquire since he hadn’t been kind to her.

Seeing Lenny standing beside Anna, Kallie let out a sigh of relief. It meant they must have known each other for quite some time.

Stan, beaming, practically rushed to Anna, eager to make a favorable impression. “You must be the legendary Anna Watts,” he gushed, extending his hand. “You’re even more beautiful and gracious than you appear on television. I’m Stan, the head of the Reeves family. We exchanged a few messages online.”

Anna paused, her gaze cool as she assessed Stan. A polite, distant smile touched her lips, but she made no move to shake his hand. “Hello, Mr. Reeves,” she replied, her voice as cool as her demeanor.

Without another word, Anna brushed past Stan, leaving him standing there, his hand awkwardly extended, his face a mask of embarrassment.

Stan’s smile faltered for a split second, but he quickly recovered, his voice booming through the room. “Miss Watts, you might not be aware, but there’s an imposter here, pretending to be your brother and his girlfriend. They’re not only deceiving everyone but also trying to wiggle out of a murder charge! I hope you can expose them. Otherwise, your brother’s reputation will be dragged through the mud when this gets out.”

Anna approached Jake, shooting him a complex look, remaining silent in the face of Stan’s accusations. But that look was enough to set the crowd buzzing.

People started murmuring, their voices rising in a crescendo of speculation.

“Oh my god, is he really a fake?”

“I heard this guy’s actually Jake, the one who killed his own mother years ago and then skipped town!”

“Someone like him deserves to rot in jail. Why haven’t the cops arrested him yet?”

“He and Kallie are perfect for each other. A pair of cold-blooded killers.”

Stan soaked up the accusations, his chin held high as he glared at Jake.

Explore fresh tales at g aln ov el s ; com “Jake, if you get down on your knees and beg for forgiveness right now, I might just let this whole thing slide. I didn’t expose you before because I hoped you’d turn over a new leaf, not run around pretending to be someone you’re not and conning people.”

Jake met Stan’s gaze, cold and unyielding. “For one, I’m not the Jake you’re looking for. And two, you think you can demand that I kneel before you? I don’t think you have the authority for that.”

Stan sputtered, unable to form a coherent response.

Anna took a deep breath and then casually looped her arm through Jake’s, her voice laced with concern. “Why didn’t you tell me you were back and in trouble? If Lenny hadn’t said anything, I’d be in the dark. These people are out of line, questioning your identity like this. Someone’s even trying to turn me against you. I wonder what their game is.”

Her last sentence hung in the air, heavy with unspoken accusation.

Stan’s smile vanished. He shook his head, stunned. “Is he really your brother? But how?”

Even with the mask obscuring Jake’s face, it was clear he was young, maybe in his late twenties. He looked nothing like someone in his forties.

Anna’s gaze swept over the room, cold and dismissive. Their doubtful expressions didn’t faze her. “I don’t need to prove anything to any of you,” she said calmly. “This is my brother, Mr. Jack. Should we get a DNA test right now to confirm it?”

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