Novel & Cerita Jocelyn Flores' Death Note

Flores, trembling, took a folder from the table containing details of all his wealth. The other party glanced over it briefly and said, "The boss said if you still have some sense left, you can use number six." Mr. Flores seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Number six reagent — a quiet and discreet way of death. "Please thank Mr. Keith for me." Mr. Flores took the reagent handed to him and, after saying those words, drank it in one gulp. The next day, he would be found dead, with the autopsy result pointing to an overdose of aphrodisiacs.

And if the Montrells had to choose between a Trevino and a Dregory—I already knew where I stood. I turned around again and looked at them, just in time for me to see Nadine hop inside the car that Kenzo was driving. I had no idea where they were heading, and I didn’t have any courage to ask. Alpha Jace took me with him, and we began clearing Maddox and Maximus’ bodies as well as their men’s. Someone also found a notebook indicating a list of people who had already died. It was Maddox’s Death Journal. List of people that died in his hands or were ordered to be killed.

I am so confused that my mind is going to burst out already. I opened the files that Inspector Kyline emailed at me. It was the suicidal note that Jean Fajardo had written before she dies. I also look at Jean Fajardo’s notebook when she was a college student and there’s no difference between them. Everyone would think that she really did write it. But there’s a lot of suspicious thing here. She did not die to an accident. Based on her medical records she was already dead before an accident happen. But why did the police didn’t look further in that part? When they saw the suicidal note they are already convinced that it was suicide even though her medical records is telling otherwise.

4202 – Let’s end this 9488 – I wish I could sleep a little longer and never wake up ~ “We can confirm that Ms. Ayle Angelo takes her own life because of depression. Those are some codes from the mysterious bouquets our team has solved. There are still several codes in progress to be solved.” Mr. Brown, the head department of Ayle and mom’s death investigation, said. The big guy walked over his laptop and pressed on some button, causing the projector to show the next slide. There are cctv pictures showing someone entering a florist. It was a guy. It has the date written on the lower part of every pictures.

Her room was filled up as everyone was trying the console her parents. Then an observant neighbor saw the suicide note lying helplessly on the bed. She reached for it and realized that it was from Rose. After reading few lines, her heart couldn't bear the sorrowful letter so she alerted everyone that Rose left a note. At that point, a note couldn't pacify the crying mother or the bittered father who was escorted outside with fellow elders consoling him dearly.

Waylon squinted and nodded after a while. “I’ll remind her to be more careful.” The next day, Joaqin learned that Florence had died in an accident, and his face turned pale instantly. He was stunned on the bed and was unable to speak for a long time. Sunny patted him on the shoulder. “My condolences.” Joaqin could not hide his grief, and his expression looked gloomy. “I didn’t expect my connivance would kill my daughter eventually.”

“So you mean that we bury her with something far worse.” Don J nodded slowly. “Precisely. And I have the perfect person in mind that can help us. Senator Jones’s wife. Mirabel Jones. With her help, I believe we can finally obliterate Flora”

As they continued on their way to the restaurant Harry had reserved for breakfast, the cell phone in her bag vibrated, prompting her to open it. It just so happened that Clarice wasn't holding Axcel at that moment because Axcel was in Flora's arms. She was free to look at her phone too without Joshua being unable to see the contents as well. Her eyebrows furrowed when she got a text message and also a multimedia message from a number she didn't recognize. But her expression immediately disappeared when the contents of the message were written: "Don't make any expression if you want to know about Joel's death and open my multimedia message."

Over in the room on the second floor, Jonathan had already let go of Rose's shoulder. Under the cover of darkness, his sharp gaze was fixed on her. Based on the information Zac gave him last night, Celeste died in a traffic accident ten years ago. It was classified as an accident. Jonathan wondered if there had been another reason behind Celeste's death. Did Rose come to see him to find out more about her mother's death? Was it not for Nixon's sake? The long silence made Rose anxious.

I muttered. “I'll write her name in my Death Note,” she promised. I glanced at her. “I won't stop you.” “What are you two whispering about?” Eleonor squeezed in between us. “We're just planning a murder.” Joy shrugged, and Eleonor's eyes widened. For a moment, I stopped breathing. I couldn't believe Joy said it so casually, but then Eleonor smirked and asked, “And who will be the unlucky victim?” “The blond-haired, half-brained creature in the red dress, standing in front of us,” Joy answered.