Chapter Twelve: Vested Interests

Caroline instantly sensed that something was wrong when she saw Livia's panicked expression.

Boss Neymar was dead?

Shouldn't Joseph, who had come from the neighboring district, be the one who died?

She had clearly seen how Joseph had died with her own eyes... The knife had pierced straight through his throat, and blood had splashed across the glass. There was absolutely no chance he had survived. She could even vividly remember the scene of Joseph's death. It had been horrifying.

Even now, she could imagine how much pain Joseph must have been in... But why had Livia said that Boss Neymar was the one who died? The ruler of this district... had died in his own home?

Could it be... because of that mysterious transaction she had experienced? To free her from danger, had it killed Boss Neymar as well?

No, no... Perhaps the murderer who had killed Joseph had also killed Boss Neymar?

Caroline took deep breaths, doing her best to calm down as she desperately recalled what she had seen when she looked up from the bathroom... Joseph had been on the upper floor of the villa, and ordinary people were not allowed to go up there. In that case, Joseph had probably been discussing something with Boss Neymar.

Perhaps Neymar had also been there when Joseph died... Had Boss Neymar ordered someone to kill Joseph for the sake of a gang war or something else?

But that still didn't make sense. Why had Boss Neymar died too?

"Boss Neymar... is dead?" Caroline felt that she knew too little and hurriedly asked, "Why did he die?"

Livia poured herself a glass of water and gulped it down. She seemed to have finally caught her breath, but her face was somewhat pale, clearly from excessive panic. She shook her