?<strong>Chapter 605:</strong>


    A few dayster, persuaded by Glenda, Mabel departed from Watscar with some cash in hand.


    Meanwhile, Morgan, who had gone out as usual, was abducted.


    Bound and ced in a trunk, Morgan remained unusuallyposed, even letting out a snigger. Lanny had finally made his move, a moment she had been anticipating for a long time.


    As Lanny drove deeper into the mountains, he hummed a tune with a smile, surprised at how effortlessly everything was unfolding without any obstacles. It felt as though even fate was on his side.


    After about two hours of driving, Lanny reached an abandoned factory, about a kilometer away from a deserted vige. Once inside the factory, Lanny pulled Morgan out and stepped aside to make a call, saying, “Where did you go? Did you get the tools I asked for?”


    The response on the other end of the line caused Lanny’s face to darken. Annoyed, he snapped, “You can’t even manage something this simple. What good are you?”


    With those words, Lanny ended the call abruptly. Turning back to Morgan, whoy on the floor, Lanny approached with a smirk. “J, you’ve been gone over twenty years. Whye back now? I almost gave up looking for you.”


    He paused before saying, “Now that you’re here, I have one more person to kill.”


    Morgan’s eyes burned with hatred as she stared at Lanny.


    Unfazed, Lanny grinned. “You hate me so much because of Rickey, right? He’s handsome and has such a good nature. It’s rare to find someone like him. I can see why you could be drawn to him.”


    Morgan wanted to tear Lanny apart. This jerk didn’t even deserve to mention Rickey’s name.


    Lanny then moved to sit on arge rock nearby. “Out of pity, I’ll let you live a few more hours. Once my wife brings the tools, it’s the end for you.”


    Beside the rock, a ck stic bag held six bottles of beer and some snacks. Lanny grabbed a beer, popped it open, and took a long drink.


    Morgan nced in that direction before turning her gaze away. She calmly bided her time.


    About an hourter, Glenda arrived, out of breath andden with tools. She had visited several stores to gather hammers, shovels, and more, which took quite some time.


    By then, Lanny had polished off all six beers and the snacks and looked at Glenda drunkenly. “Took you long enough. I thought you’d taken the money and run.”


    Glenda stared back at him, repulsed by the stench of alcohol. She retorted, “You only gave me a grand. How far could I possibly get with that?”


    Lanny, not interested in conversing further, scanned the ground and finally picked up a hammer. He approached Morgan with it.


    He crouched down and ripped the ck tape from Morgan’s mouth. With a menacing tone, he said, “It’s been years. Killing you would finally fulfill my wish.”


    He added, “And don’t worry. Once you’re gone, I’ll deal with Elyse next, and you can both join Rickey in hell.”


    Morgan gazed at Lanny with a steely expression. “I get why you might have wanted to get rid of Rickey, but why kill your sister? Jazmine never harmed you, nor was she a threat to you.”


    “Jazmine?” Lanny seemed taken aback that Morgan would bring her up.


    He hadplex feelings about Jazmine. Whenever her name came up, he felt an inexplicable irritation. He disliked it whenever someone brought up his sister. He couldn’t pinpoint why he preferred not to talk about her.


    “Jazmine is my sister, but she sided with Rickey. Just for that, why should I spare her?” Lanny said coldly.


    Hearing that, Morgan burst outughing. “You really are a terrible brother, always overindulging and perfectly content to mooch off others.”


    She taunted Lanny further. “You’re such a disappointment as her brother, always needing her to bail you out. Jazmine is unfortunate to have a brother like you.”


    Lanny’s gaze intensified, “Wanna die now? How dare you talk to me that way.”


    Morgan scoffed, “Oh, did that strike a nerve? What does it matter if you inherited Rickey’spany? You can’t manage it, can you? You took a thriving business and drove it into the ground. Aren’t you ashamed?”


    Lanny sensed something off about Morgan’s demeanor. She showed no fear and seemed intent on provoking him.


    Clearly, something was amiss.


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