Female Novel
Chapter 1179
Chapter 1179 It’s Bianca
"They found him?" Sue was quite surprised. She heard from him yesterday that the reporter's IPaddress was heavily masked, and it was very difficult forthem to pinpoint his location. How did theymanage to find him in one day? "Who is he?"
"He's from some tabloid." Jason had barely eaten anything for the entire day because he had beenbusy hunting down the reporter after finding out his IP address. The hot soup made him feel a lotbetter.
"How dare a mere tabloid reporter do this to Luke and Bianca? I'm impressed!" Sue had been keepinga close eye on any developments about the incident. Even though she did not interact with Bianca aftershe had lost her memories, Sue nevertheless hoped that Bianca's life would be blissful.
"Someone instructed him to." Jason devoured the bowl of soup and wiped his mouth.novelbin
"Who?" Sue wanted to know. She had thought of many possibilities in a few seconds. Could it beSusan Armstrong, Luke's other mother? Perhaps it was a business rival or even a businessman whohad fallen from grace and wanted to take revenge.
Jason stared at her curious face. He wanted to say something but stopped himself.
"What's wrong?" Sue became even more curious.
"You wouldn't want to know." Jason shook his head.
"You can be such a clown sometimes. Why bother telling it to me if you only want to tell half the story? Ireally would like to know. Are you going to tell me?" Sue crossed her arms as though she wanted toforce him to tell her.
"It's Bianca Rayne." Jason could guess that she would be pestering him for the rest of the night if hedid not tell her.
"What? Impossible!" Sue's expression was extremely exaggerated. Was Jason making up stories?Why would Bianca implicate her husband in a scandal?
"The reporter provided us with a recording. I'll be getting it analyzed tomorrow to determine itsauthenticity. Don't tell anyone I told you this," Jason said. The incident would tarnish the Crawfordfamily's reputation. If the recording was proven to be authentic, Bianca's actions were trulyincomprehensible.
"I'm not an idiot. Of course I won't tell anyone about it." Sue rubbed her nose, still in disbelief. "Can Ilisten to the recording?"
"No." Jason did not yield this time.
"Fine then, I shouldn't put you on the spot. At least tell me if the recording is authentic after you get itanalyzed
tomorrow." Sue stood up, picked up the laptop, and headed toward her bedroom.
"Sue." Jason also stood up and looked at her.
"What?" Sue turned around and looked at him. She could tell from his eyes what he was thinking, andshe immediately refused. "Don't even think about it."
Jason smiled helplessly. She understood him well enough to reject his advances before he had evenopened his mouth.
Of course, he wanted to ask if he could sleep with her.
Jason brought the empty bowl to the kitchen and washed it. When he returned to the living room, Sue'sbedroom door was already tightly shut.
He would have to sleep alone again tonight.
Meanwhile, by the time Luke returned to Crawford Manor, everyone in the house was already asleep.He walked up the stairs.
A solitary dim light illuminated the corridor. The light washed out the colors of the area, and the housewas entirely silent.
The atmosphere was frigid, just like his heart.
He stood outside Bianca's bedroom for some time, but he never did open the door. The womansleeping inside was the love of his life, but she had become a stranger to him.
He thought that it was normal for Bianca's personality to change after she had lost her memories, butwhatever she did was not normal at all.
Luke's suspicion grew. The woman in the room was not the same woman that he loved.
Meanwhile, Luca lay on her bed, unable to sleep. She found it hard to sleep at night, so it was normalfor her to be awake at this hour.
Her phone began to vibrate. On the screen was a string of numbers. She answered the call.
"Ivana. I've settled Bianca's incident. Don't forget who you are. Report to me before you do anything!"Abel's voice was heard from the other end of the call.
Luca could tell that he was furious. She replied calmly, "I don't know that someone from the Island ofDespair is behind the incident."
"You know who Bianca is!" Abel did not believe Luca's excuse. He knew that the woman was crafty, buthe was not stupid either.
"But I don't know that Bianca was the person behind the incident. If I hadn't noticed the tattoo on theman's body, I wouldn't have known that the Island of Despair was supporting what she did," Luca saidmockingly and chuckled softly. "Don't you think that it's ironic? You're trying your best to sneak me intoWatson while another one of your minions is trying to foil your plan. I thought you'd be a betterplanner."
Abel felt as though he had been slapped in the face. He felt that he was humiliated even though no oneelse knew about the plan. Naturally, he released his anger on Bianca.
"That's enough. The incident is over, and the woman will be receiving her punishment. You'd better doyour job and not let Luke suspect your identity. Try to climb the ranks as fast as you can. I can't wait tosee Luke writhe in agony." Abel knew where her sore spots were.
Luca's face instantly turned pale. She had always been unwilling to help him to bring Luke down.
However, she was not in the position to fight back, and she could only do what Abel told her.
She tried to calm herself down while hearing the man's breathing on the other end of the call. 'Anythingelse that you want to tell me?"
"That's all. Anyone who disobeys me will receive their due punishment. You'd better watch yourselftoo," Abel warned her coldly.
Luca ended the call. She leaned against the headboard and took in deep breaths.
Abel's warning echoed in her mind. No matter how hard she tried, she could not calm down.
He was the devil who had separated her from Luke and replaced her position with an impostor.
That woman had even tried to frame her...
All that Luca could do now was to obey Abel’s instruction while watching her step. She knew thateventually she would have to oppose Luke and cause his downfall.
When she thought about that, tears slid down her cheeks.
She did not want to cry, but she had no other way of releasing her emotions. She would have to cry atnight so that she could be strong again in the day and do the things that she was unwilling to do.
After she was tired of crying, she slowly lay down on the bed. Her eyes were puffy, and her nose wasstuffed.
However, the discomfort could not compare to the pain in her heart.