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This remark was not only aimed at those around him but was also intended for Josiah to hear. 

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Everyone around him was nodding in agreement, all bowing their heads in apology, but no one dared to approach Jesiah to speak. This sight made Dillon’s blood boil with frustration, and he cursed, “Useless fools!” 

Seeing no one around him that he could rely on, he had no choice but to muster up the courage and initiate a conversation. “Mr. Guerra, what a coincidence. I didn’t expect to run into you here.” 

Josiah sat steady and composed, not even bothering to lift his eyelids as he said coolly, “Mr. Lanister, would know best whether this is mere coincidence or something you’ve done intentionally.” 

He didn’t ask any questions. He was simply recounting the facts calmly. 

The temperature around instantly dropped to freezing. 

Dillon was well aware of the situation, but precisely because of that, he couldn’t admit it. His hands, hanging by his side, clenched nervously. With an almost ingratiating smile on his face, he said, “Mr. Guerra, it’s a misunderstanding. It’s truly a misunderstanding.” 

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Josiah slightly lifted his eyelashes, and with a thoughtful expression on his face, he said. “Misunderstanding? Since you put it that way, I’ll give you a chance to explain. I’m quite curious. What kind of misunderstanding could lead you to take human life lightly in the village? If I didn’t know how to swim, I’d probably be the second unidentified body in the lake by now.” 

The roots and stems of the lotus, entwined and interlaced beneath the lake, had grown from the thick mud. There couldn’t have been a more ideal environment for hiding a body. By the time they found the previous victim, only a skeleton was left. 

Dillon started rubbing his hands together, playing dumb. “Mr. Guerra, what do you mean by taking human life lightly? You know me. All I want is to conduct my business honestly and make money. I wouldn’t dare to get involved in any illegal activities, let alone murder.” 

Tiffany, who had been hiding behind him for quite some time, cautiously stepped forward, wringing her hands as she carefully said, “Jose, Lysa, you’ve really misunderstood my father. He only found out about the incident when the police called him, and he has already personally cooperated with their investigation.” 

Lysander looked up, saying candidly, “Ms. Lanister, do you remember what you said during that phone call? That night, we had quite a lengthy conversation.” 

“Phone call?” Tiffany initially appeared deep in thought before finally showing an expression of sudden. realization. “Lysa, you’re talking about what happened the night before last, right? It was really late, and I was super tired. I only caught a few things you said about Jose, and then I was too sleepy and fell asleep. When I woke up, I wanted to call you back and ask, but you didn’t answer my call” 

She was certain that Lysander had not recorded their conversation, which gave her the audacity to lie through her teeth and blabber nonsense. She was confident that Lysander wouldn’t be able to produce any evidence to refute her, so much so that she almost permanently wore an innocent expression on her face. 

However, Lysander simply met her feigned innocence with a smile, as if she didn’t take it to heart at all. 

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Chapter 689 No Coincidence 

This remark was not only aimed at those around him but was also intended for Josiah to hear. 

Everyone around him was nodding in agreement, all bowing their heads in apology, but no one dared to approach Josiah to speak. This sight made Dillon’s blood boil with frustration, and he cursed, “Useless fools!” 

Seeing no one around him that he could rely on, he had no choice but to muster up the courage and initiate a conversation. “Mr. Guerra, what a coincidence. I didn’t expect to run into you here.” 

Josiah sat steady and composed, not even bothering to lift his eyelids as he said coolly, “Mr. Lanister, you would know best whether this is mere coincidence or something you’ve done intentionally.” 

He didn’t ask any questions. He was simply recounting the facts calmly. 

The temperature around instantly dropped to freezing. 

Dillon was well aware of the situation, but precisely because of that, he couldn’t admit it. His hands, hanging by his side, clenched nervously. With an almost ingratiating smile on his face, he said, “Mr. Guerra, it’s a misunderstanding. It’s truly a misunderstanding.” 

Josiah slightly lifted his eyelashes, and with a thoughtful expression on his face, he said. “Misunderstanding? Since you put it that way, I’ll give you a chance to explain. I’m quite curious. What kind of misunderstanding could lead you to take human life lightly in the village? If I didn’t know how to swim. I’d probably be the second unidentified body in the lake by now.” 

The roots and stems of the lotus, entwined and interlaced beneath the lake, had grown from the thick mud. There couldn’t have been a more ideal environment for hiding a body. By the time they found the previous victim, only a skeleton was left. 

Dillon started rubbing his hands together, playing dumb. “Mr. Guerra, what do you mean by taking human life lightly? You know me. All I want is to conduct my business honestly and make money. I wouldn’t dare to get involved in any illegal activities, let alone murder.” 

Tiffany, who had been hiding behind him for quite some time, cautiously stepped forward, wringing her hands as she carefully said, “Jose, Lysa, you’ve really misunderstood my father. He only found out about the incident when the police called him, and he has already personally cooperated with their investigation.” 

Lysander looked up, saying candidly, “Ms. Lanister, do you remember what you said during that phone call? That night, we had quite a lengthy conversation.” 

“Phone call?” Tiffany initially appeared deep in thought before finally showing an expression of sudden realization. “Lysa, you’re talking about what happened the night before last, right? It was really late, and I was super tired. I only caught a few things you said about Jose, and then I was too sleepy and fell asleep. When I woke up, I wanted to call you back and ask, but you didn’t answer my call.” 

She was certain that Lysander had not recorded their conversation, which gave her the audacity to lie through her teeth and blabber nonsense. She was confident that Lysander wouldn’t be able to produce any evidence to refute her, so much so that she almost permanently wore an innocent expression on her face. 

However, Lysander simply met her feigned innocence with a smile, as if she didn’t take it to heart at all. 

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Lysa, why are you smiling?” “Tiffany looked straight at Lysander, her mind racing. In the blink of an eye, she had come up with a brilliant solution to help Dillon out of his predicament. 

Lysander flashed a smile, but her eyes remained undisturbed. “Oh, nothing. I just feel it’s a waste for you, Ms. Lanister, to be here. Compared to being an obedient daughter, you’re more suited for serious work. Who knows? You might even achieve something great.” 

Lysander’s tone was calm, devoid of any trace of sarcasm or mockery. Yet, Tiffany’s face turned pale when she heard those words. If Josiah weren’t there, Tiffany would have a go at Lysander. 

“That night. I must admit, I was somewhat dazed when I heard what you said. But if you insist on me recalling, it’s not like I can’t remember anything. I remember you saying that Jose encountered some danger, but I had no idea where he was. You ended the call without telling me anything more. I was really helpless, wanting to assist but unable to…” 

With a pallid face, Tiffany lowered her head, mumbling a long string of words. Everything she said was cryptic, carefully edited by her to imply something. 

After hearing that, Josiah genuinely chuckled. “Well, this is actually good news for me.” 

Just from listening to Lysander’s casual tone, he could hardly picture her worrying about his safety. At that moment, Tiffany had filled in those gaps for him. 

Dillon wore a look of confusion, unable to comprehend the source of Josiah’s joy. However, noting the less gloomy demeanor than before, he quietly heaved a sigh of relief, saying. “Indeed, Mr. Guerra. Tiffany still cares about you deeply. How could we possibly orchestrate someone to harm you?” 

While he was reluctantly smiling, he was filled with regret. Silently, he scolded everyone who was in charge of handling the situation. 

That evening. Tiffany had indeed promptly informed him about the situation. The only blame lay with his subordinates who were incompetent, failing even in such a simple task of silencing someone. 

Upon learning that his subordinates had unexpectedly crossed paths with Josiah, Dillon became unsettled. He was instantly on edge, like a cat on a hot tin roof. Without wasting any time, he was ready to make a phone call, ordering those thugs to stand down immediately. 

However, Tiffany stopped him and said, “Dad, it’s too late to stop them now. If Lysander could actually call me, it means that these people have already exposed you. 

Dillon became even more anxious, “What should we do now? The engagement has already been called off. Even if I swallow my pride, there’s no guarantee I can salvage anything. M–Maybe we should visit the Guerra family. After all, the value of such a long–standing relationship shouldn’t be underestimated.” 

Dillon was ready to try anything in a desperate plight. 

“No way.” Tiffany immediately dismissed the idea. “Dad, this is a great opportunity. Just think about it. Besides Josiah, who else is there in Guerra Group? If he was no longer around, you wouldn’t have to nervously develop projects under Guerra Group’s name. By then…” 

She didn’t say much, but she had greatly enlightened Dillon. He immediately put down the phone he had picked up, letting events unfold on their own. It wasn’t until dawn was about to break that he received a report from his subordinates saying that Josiah had simply disappeared. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

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The more Dillon thought about it, the angrier he got. However, he didn’t dare to let a single hint of his frustration show on his face. Instead, he just continued to deny any involvement. 

“Ever since you publicly announced the dissolution of our families‘ engagement, I’ve been in the dark about your whereabouts. How could I possibly know you would suddenly appear in this backwater place? As for those who dared to lay a hand on you, none of them belong to Riveron Corporation. I honestly don’t recognize a single one of them.” 

Dillon wasn’t afraid of Josiah confronting those people. By then, the gang of thugs had already been apprehended by the police. Even if Josiah wanted to bribe them into talking, it would require a considerable effort. 

Moreover, he had always been cautious, never directly interacting with these individuals. Instead, he simply transferred money to his subordinates to handle the responsibility. 

Lysander recalled the victimized university student Rhizone had mentioned before, as well as the unidentified individual who had been submerged at the bottom of a cold, dark lake for over two months. A surge of indignation welled up from within. 

“Mr. Lanister, interact with them. 

all you wouldn’t know them. After all, you never needed to Money makes the world go round. I presume you believe that, too, right? If I’m not mistaken, the reason it took you two days to find this place was because you were busy cleaning up the mess.” 

Naturally, Dillon denied it and emphasized his own struggles. “Ms. Thorne, you make it sound so easy, but I’m a stranger in a foreign place. As soon as I got the news, I rushed over here. However, Tiffany was worried about Mr. Guerra and insisted on coming with me. I was escorting a young girl, so if you think I was slow, I have nothing more to say.” 

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