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Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 1073

Chapter 1073

Lana was stupefied and stared at Jeremy’s cold face blankly. She turned her head abruptly to look toward the door, and so did the fat man.

A few tall men in business suits walked toward them sternly with blue badges hanging around their necks.

“Who are you guys? Who let you in? Don’t you see that this room is booked? Get out immediately!” Lana drove them away with displeasure, clearly not noticing the seriousness of the situation.

Of course, the men did not leave but looked at Lana with a serious expression. The leader in the business suit showed Lana his badge. “We’re with the Interpol. There’s proof for us to believe that you’re doing illegal transactions. You have the right to remain silent, but anything you say can be used against you in court.

“…”

‘Interpol?!

‘The International Criminal Police Organization?!’

Lana looked at the people who had appeared in front of her incredulously, her brain going blank for a moment.

When the fat man and his bodyguards saw that things were going awry, they had to fight back, but the Interpol personnel were all well-trained. They were able to control them with ease.

“Lana, I wasted my trust on you! How dare you and your boyfriend set us up and frame us?!” the fat man yelled at Lana.

It was only then when Lana snapped out of it. She had been completely stunned, and after being scolded, she suddenly recovered from the shock as she looked at the man who stood behind her. He did not look surprised and was very calm and unfazed.

Lana still had a deep love for Jeremy in her eyes. When she turned and walked toward him, she asked, “What the hell is going on? Jeremy, did you…”

She was walking toward Jeremy with a perplexed look, but before she reached him, Jeremy suddenly raised his right hand. There was a gun in his hand that was pointed at Lana’s forehead.

Lana’s body went cold for a moment as she felt a chill rushing from the soles of her feet.

“J-Jeremy…”

When she took another step closer to him, Jeremy moved the gun so that it was right on her forehead.

Lana’s eyes widened in confusion. “Jeremy?”

“Don’t ever say my name again. You don’t deserve to.”

“…”

“Did you really think that I was in love with you?” Jeremy’s expression was stone-cold. There was even no warmth in the corners of his eyes. “Lana, I’ve only ever loved one woman in my entire life, and it’s Eveline.”

“No… How is it possible… This is impossible…”

“Did you really think that if you have control over my life, I’ll heed your every word and cling to you forever? You’ve underestimated me, Lana. No one can get me to do anything except the people I love. But you’re not the one I love. You’re only a key for me to enter the Stygian Johnson Gang so that I can get the accounts and be the final chess piece for a checkmate.”

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