Chapter 596



Griffin exhaled in relief but quickly fixed a venomous gaze on Kallie. He advanced rapidly and seized her wrist. “Do you feel victorious now? Thinking you’ve undermined one of my main allies?”

Kallie chuckled. “Griffin, what are you implying? I merely wanted to caution you against blind trust. I thought you were wiser. Yet, it seemed you were misled,” she retorted.

Griffin snorted and released her with a frosty look. “Once your children are born, your fortunate days will diminish!” he sneered.

Kallie maintained a composed facade, though her hands quivered subtly. She wasn’t afraid, but relieved. At least for now, she had managed to keep Jake alive.

Kallie held firm in her trust for Jake. He would devise a strategy to overcome the challenges. That night, Kallie approached the dungeon.

Even before entering, the foul odor assaulted her senses, with the scent of blood prevailing.

From within, agonized wails reached Kallie, their terror magnified by the darkness.

Saniya, who had led Kallie to the entrance, said impatiently, “Hurry up. If we’re caught, it’ll be problematic.”

Kallie, with a smirk, responded, “Now that Ernesto suspects Griffin, Griffin’s situation might be worse than yours. What’s there to fear?”

Standing tall, Saniya replied, “Even so, we should tread carefully. Moreover, I don’t see why you’d want to witness White in such a state, especially while you’re pregnant.”

Saniya was skeptical.

Kallie’s expression hardened as she clenched her teeth, seemingly resenting White. “White is a vile man. He exploited his role to harass me under the guise of massages. Now that he’s suffering, I’m somewhat thrilled.”

Saniya, with a sense of dread, murmured, “No surprise there, given the whispers of him lurking around your home at night. Truly, Griffin’s judgment leaves much to be desired.”

Suppressing her emotions, Kallie touched the chilly door and said, “Give me five minutes.”

As the door swung open, the odors mixed into a more potent stench, the unmistakable smell of death.

Having been confined here by Griffin for several days before, Saniya was hit by a wave of traumatic memories and quickly retreated, declaring, “Hurry up. I won’t go inside.”

Kallie paused momentarily before stepping through and securing the iron door behind her. The air was heavy with a repugnant smell.

Saddened rather than repulsed, Kallie recognized it as the smell of death, a sign that many had perished here. She feared Jake might be next.

As Kallie ventured further, her hands trembled as she retrieved hidden anti-inflammatories and painkillers, unsure if they could aid Jake.

The room lay in near-total darkness, but Kallie could make out a figure bound in the center, hands tied, half-submerged in icy water, his head drooping.

Uncertain of his condition, Kallie wondered whether he was still alive.

Kallie neared the water’s edge, her voice quivering as she whispered, “Jake?”

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