Chapter 19: Only One of Us Could Live

"Wendy gave me a phone number. She said that if she fails to survive the operation, I should call that number and inform this person to come collect her body."

His words made Hanson frown.

He silently moved his hands off the table and placed them on his knees. Then, he closed his fingers tightly to form a fist.

"Who is that person?"

"It's Yilia Will, the most celebrated perfumer of Turin Country."

Hanson looked at him. "What else did she say?"

"She said that she would prefer to keep the news of her death hidden from her father and brother. Besides that, she would like to pass on all of the inheritance that she's received from her grandmother to Yilia, and ask for her help to look after her father and brother in return. She also said..."

Howard took a long pause as he contemplated on whether he should continue.

Hanson looked up at him and said in a stern voice, "Finish your words."

"She also said..."