Chapter 1669:.

Jamie’s vibrant blood graced the ground, its crimson hues blooming like a garden in full bloom. Rhett’s countenance retained its gentle refinement, seemingly impervious to the grisly scene: a testament to his accustomed nature.

Even as Jamie endured the final blows, clinging feebly to life, it became a harrowing testimony to the agony of his demise.

The torture dragged on relentlessly, leaving Jamie longing for the mercy of death but denied the comfort of release.

Struggling for breath, Jamie pinned his eyes on Rhett, his face unperturbed, and whispered, “Now…I understand…. You were the one who murdered Brett.”

Terror marked Jamie’s features as he realized too late. It was a classic case of the mantis stalking the cicada, oblivious to the oriole hovering behind. “That was you… wasn’t it?”

It was too late for Jamie to connect the dots. He was about to pass away.

On that fateful day when Brett was killed, Jamie had been present.

Upon discovering Brett’s intentions to escape, he clandestinely followed him to the hiding place of his ill-gotten wealth, a fortune linked to the enigmatic figure known only as Rhett, whose true identity remained a mystery to Jamie at the time.

He hit Brett over the head with a hammer, seized the money and quickly escaped in his car. She hid for several days, keeping an eye out for anything new. To her surprise, she learned that Brett had been brutally stabbed several times, in stark contrast to her own act of bludgeoning him.

At the time, Jamie’s intention was not to end Brett’s life, but simply to steal his money. His decision was not motivated by guilt or fear of retaliation.

Rather, he was trying to avoid complicating his escape with the entanglements of a murder investigation, knowing that it would only compound his own problems.

However, to Jamie’s astonishment, it was the seemingly friendly Rhett standing before her who was the real perpetrator of Brett’s death.

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“Why… Why did you take his life and then mine?” asked Jamie, her voice trembling with disbelief and fear.

Rhett’s answer came with chilling calm. “Since you’ve run out of time, I’ll be generous and explain. Brett couldn’t keep his mouth shut.

I warned him that his life depended on silence, but he chose to betray me by ratting out the authorities. He sealed his own fate.

In the interim, Rhett meticulously followed Jamie’s every move, discovering Brett as a precarious loose end to their shared history.

At one point, Rhett had handed Brett a note warning him to stay out of his affairs and keep absolutely quiet.

However, Brett ignored the warning and divulged all the details to the authorities. Although the police still could not link him to Rhett, the mere fact of the leak was upsetting to them, so it was necessary to take Brett down.

Only after Brett was murdered did Rhett learn that Brett’s beloved daughter had been present at the scene, left in a nearby car.

Unlike Jamie’s heart-wrenching screams, Brett had met his end quietly, stoic in his final moments.

At the time, Rhett hadn’t given it much thought, oblivious to the fact that Brett’s silence was a testament to his protective instincts toward his daughter.

Otherwise, given Rhett’s ruthless behavior, he would surely have eliminated Brett’s daughter as well, erasing any possible loose ends.

Later, Rhett confirmed that Brett’s daughter had not provided any valuable information. She hadn’t witnessed anything, or Rhett would have taken care of her by now. Rhett’s final blow to Jamie was delivered with icy cruelty.

“Your death is a consequence of your insufferable stupidity. You suffered at the hands of someone like Jarrod, yet you clung to fantasies of being with him instead of seeking revenge. You are a hopeless romantic. Consider this a favor.”

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