Deep Love Hidden From Him

Chapter 645

Yanstey wasn't quite optimistic about the situation in Godfrey Group. He asked, "Mr. Godfrey, what should we do now?"

"Wait for the result," Xavier answered in a deep voice.

There was no other way now but to wait.

He believed that Theodore would investigate the matter thoroughly. If it was proven that Wilson had something to do with Missha, he would have the right to deal with the Jenkins family.

Everleigh was going through her normal routine when she received a call from Elvir telling her a shocking piece of news. Qusay was dead.

She was stunned and asked, "What did you say?"

"You didn't get it wrong. He is dead. He ended his own life in prison," he responded in a heavy tone.

She felt dizzy. Another person was dead.

How could it be so coincidental? They all died when they told the truth. Putting aside those who were ill, even those who were healthy and well died too.

"Did he really end his own life?" "Yes, it has been confirmed. I wasn't allowed to go in because it was night. I... Miss Trevino, I'm sorry that things turned out this way." Elvir felt very guilty. He had promised her firmly before, but then Qusay died. He was too ashamed to face her.

She sat on the chair in a daze and did not speak for a long time. The feeling of loss gradually surged into her heart.

She thought that she would be able to find the murderer soon, but she didn't expect that... she failed.

"Mr. Carter, you don't have to apologize. No one wants this to happen. Please come back first. Thank you for your hard work."

Before he could speak, she hung up the phone.

She sighed in her office alone.

What the hell was going on?

"Everleigh, let's have dinner together." Erine came over and called her. Looking at the listless look on her face, she was a little puzzled. "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, let's go. Let's eat." Everleigh's face was pale and she didn't look alright at all.

Seeing that she didn't look good, Erine didn't ask further and followed her to the cafeteria.

Christopher had ordered their food as he waited forthem to arrive. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

When Everleigh walked in, she looked even worse than before. He saw it and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Christopher, the clue has been cut off again. Qusay killed himself," Everleigh said with a sigh.

A shiver went through his body. He said with a stern look on his face, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure. Elvir just called. Qusay died last night." Everleigh put the spoon down. She had no appetite at all.

Erine turned to look at her. Although she didn't understand what was going on, she would be sad to hear that someone had died.

"Then what are you going to do now?"

"I don't know. We'll talk about it when Elvir comes back." Everleigh really didn't know what to do. With things turning out that way, she had nothing to say.

He could tell that she was irritated so he stopped asking.

Everleigh had been lethargic for the whole afternoon. When Theodore came over to pick her up, he thought she was depressed because of Missha and Wilson. He comforted her, "Don't worry. We'll find out everything soon."

She was very puzzled by his words and wondered what he meant.

"What are you talking about?"

"Aren't you worried about the issue between your aunt and Wilson? I have called Moses. We will get answers soon."

She lowered her eyes. She was not thinking about Wilson, but about Qusay.

"It's Qusay."

"What is it?"

"He killed himself in prison."

Theodore's thin lips pressed together as he listened. His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. He couldn't believe what he had just heard.

"Elvir called you?"

"Yes, Qusay died last night. Theodore, I believe Mr. White's death was because of an illness, but why did Qusay die?" She couldn't understand.

Qusay had already admitted it and agreed to be a witness. Why did he die just like that?

Theodore knew that she couldn't figure it out, but no one could understand the situation at the moment.

"Everleigh, when Elvir comes back, you'll know what's going on."

That was the only thing she could do then.

Elvir came back in the evening with Qusay's belongings. Speaking of his belongings, it was quite heart-wrenching. They almost got burned.

It was Elvir who insisted on bringing them back.

The next morning, he brought Qusay's belongings to Everleigh.

"Miss Trevino."

"Why are you back? No, when did you come back?"

Hearing her words, Elvir laughed out loud and said, "I came back last night. I came to see you because I wanted to show you something."

"What?" Everleigh asked curiously.

What was there for her to see?

He took out a bag and placed it on her desk. "These are Qusay's belongings. Do you want to have a look?"

She nodded and opened the bag. Looking at the things inside, she was a little stunned.

There were only a few things. A lighter, a photo, a cheque, and a shirt.

"What are these?"

"These are what he had on him when he was caught."

Everleigh looked at them for a while. There was nothing special about the items. The cheque was a little old and was dated more than 20 years ago. There was also a photo in the bag. It was a picture of the cheque.

"Why did he take a photo with this cheque?" Everleigh didn't understand. Since he already had it, why did he need to take a photo of it?

Elvir explained, "This cheque is fake. The one in the photo seems to be the real one."

She couldn't figure out why he brought a fake cheque. Could it be taken as real?

Elvir also couldn't figure it out, that was why he brought the items over.

She thought about it for a long time but couldn't think of anything.

"You knew the cheque was fake?"

"I have compared the handwriting on it. It's not more than 20 years old. It seems to have been written in recent years," he explained.

He thought through all the clues but didn't think of anything.

She looked at the cheque in the photo and at the numbers written on it, especially the number '13', which looked special.

It looked like the alphabet B, but the last stroke was quite long.

It seemed like a writing habit.

"Forget it. You can take these items back first. We'll talk again if there are any clues." Everleigh had a headache then. With things turning out that way, where did she have the mood to study the clues?

He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll inform you if there are any new clues."

He understood what she was thinking. Originally, there would be a good lead to find out who killed her parents, but now, it was all cut off. No one would be able to accept it.

"Thank you, Mr. Carter."

"You're welcome." Elvir chuckled, but his bushy face was full of guilt. If he had really assisted her properly, Qusay would not have died.

He originally thought that prison was always better than the outside world. Even if someone wanted to kill Qusay, it would not be so simple. In the end, he had it all wrong.

That was the best proof that he didn't take care of this matter properly.