Inside their master’s bedroom, William tossed and turned, his mind full of thoughts. Sleep eluded him, and the weight of the recent events pressed heavily on his shoulders. The room, once a paradise of love, now felt like a haunting reminder of the life he had known.The silence of the night was shattered by the echoes of distress reverberating within his mind. The robbery had stripped away not just his material possessions but also his sense of security and peace. He couldn't understand the audacity of those who did this evil plan, leaving him vulnerable and exposed.The images of their stolen wealth, the result of years of hard work and dedication, flashed before his eyes. The business ventures, the sacrifices—they were all reduced to ashes because of a fucking monster who steal everything from them!His gaze drifted to the empty side of the bed, where Tessa would usually be. The absence of his wife’s presence intensified the ache in his heart. The woman he loved was missing, and no

The private investigator discreetly trailed Mrs. Reign and Cindy to a local restaurant, keeping a safe distance while eavesdropping on their conversation. He listened intently, he couldn't believe the sinister plot unfolding before him.Inside the lavish restaurant, Mrs. Reign's anger was palpable as she spoke about William's unwavering trust in Tessa. The investigator strained to capture every word, understanding that this conversation might hold the key to unraveling the truth."What? Did your son believe that Tessa robbed him?" Cindy inquired with a sly grin, her eyes gleaming with mischief.Mrs. Reign, visibly irritated, responded, "My stupid son still loves his wife! He's head over heels in love with her! He doesn't believe that Tessa robbed him!""Maybe, because the woman who pretended as Tessa isn't so convincing?" Cindy suggested, raising an eyebrow."What? It looks exactly like Tessa! He even said it looks like his wife! He's just in denial! How stupid can he get?!" Mrs. Reig

The two evil women successfully disposed of the investigator's lifeless body, letting the river carry away the grim evidence of their crime. The shadows of guilt began to cast their pall over them, the tension between the two escalated.Cindy's anxiety manifested in the tremors of her hands and the fear etched on her face. Unable to contain her worry, she confronted Mrs. Reign with a hint of panic in her voice, "Are you sure it's best that we just throw his body in that river?!"The old woman, the architect of their evil deed, maintained a steely composure. Concealing her own anxiety, she replied with authority, "Look, that's all we can do! We can't leave any traces, any lead that we're the ones who killed Mr. Private Investigator! We should get out of here soon; I don't want anyone to suspect us!"The urgency in Mrs. Reign's voice heightened Cindy's unease. They hurriedly retreated to Mrs. Reign's car, Cindy's trembling hands betrayed her feelings.William’s mother, irritated by Cind

William paced nervously back and forth in his house, as usual. The weight of fear pressing down on him. His attempts to seek answers had only led to more questions, intensifying the knot of worry in his stomach. With a heavy heart, he decided to call his mother, hoping for some semblance of comfort or information.The phone rang on the other end, William's impatience grew. His mother, who typically answered promptly, seemed to be taking an unusually long time to respond. His mind raced with thoughts of what could be causing the delay."Hmmm, what is she doing? Why is she not picking up my calls?" He mused, a growing sense of unease settling over him.Meanwhile, in a different part of town, Mrs. Reign and Cindy had just parted ways after their nefarious activities. Mrs. Reign, glancing at her phone, saw her son's name flashing on the screen. Her heart skipped a beat, anxiety surging through her veins. Why was William calling her now? Did he somehow know about their dark deeds?With tre

The Police Chief visit cast a somber shadow over William's already troubled mind. He welcomed the officers into his home, his eyes reflecting the fatigue and worry that weighed heavily on him."Good morning, Chief. Do you have new information about my wife and my private investigator?" William inquired, hope flickering in his eyes.The chief, however, had already succumbed to the dark influence of Mrs. Reign's money. His response was a carefully constructed web of deceit, woven to further the malevolent plan."Mr. Reign, we're here to inform you that we still have no information about your private investigator. But we're trying to find leads," the chief replied, his words concealing the sinister manipulation orchestrated by William's own mother.Concern etched across his face, he pressed for details about Tessa. "How about my wife?"The chief took a deep breath, a performance of false empathy. "I'm sorry, Mr. Reign. But we already confirmed that the woman in the CCTV footage was your