Chapter 113 Killing Spree

• Liam held his phone tightly, feeling the weight of the situation as he scanned the familiar surroundings of the living room. He was seated on a plush chair, the leather cool against his skin, as he spoke to Alexander over the phone. The room was adorned with elegant furniture, tasteful artwork, and shelves filled with books that reflected Alexander's refined taste.
• "I understand ," Liam said, his voice low and determined. "But how do you want it to be handled?"
• As he spoke, Mrs. Gale, the elderly housekeeper, walked past the living room. Her eyes briefly met Liam's, but she quickly averted her gaze and continued on her way, her steps slow and deliberate. There was something about her reaction that made Liam pause for a moment, a flicker of suspicion crossing his mind.