Chapter 1055

Chapter 1055:

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However, his dreams were suddenly interrupted by a sequence of knocks on the door.

The blows resonated with a steady, rhythmic cadence, devoid of any sense of urgency.

Suspecting that it might be a relative, Jimena hastily put on a large coat, forgetting to take off her evening dress and blue diamond necklace. He approached the door, partially hiding himself.

When he opened it, he found a serene and scholarly-looking man.

As soon as she recognized him, Jimena almost had a heart attack. She froze for a moment and struggled to say a word.

Davey's smile was disconcertingly charming as he spoke. “Would you mind inviting me in?”

Jimena stammered: "Sir... Mr. Glyn..."

Without waiting for a response, Davey calmly walked past Jimena and took a seat on the lonely couch. Observing the still stupefied Jimena next to the door, he ordered her: "Close the door and come with me."

Jimena's hands shook as she closed the door and she felt palpable discomfort. He took measured steps towards the sofa, taking care to maintain a safe distance. His face betrayed pure terror, each of his features was marked by fear, and he held his breath, hesitating to let out even a sigh.

"Do you feel gripped by fear?" Davey looked at her with a seemingly friendly face. "Do you know the reason for my visit?"

At first, Jimena had clung to a faint hope that Davey's presence was not directly related to the latest events. However, that hope was quickly extinguished at the current time.

A violent shiver ran through her and she fell to her knees abruptly. "Mr. Glyn, I implore you to have mercy."

Jimena lowered her head. Tears ran down her face. «The Lady forced me to do it..»

“Oh?” Davey was curious. How exactly did he manipulate you?

Lying comfortably, Davey crossed his legs, his posture relaxed.

“Please share the details.”

Clutching her coat tightly, Jimena's voice trembled as she related: "The lady asked me to help her deliver something to a person who was outside. You threatened to make up accusations against me if I refused, insisting that you would eliminate me. I was consumed with fear, unable to defy his orders, so... I complied.

«What specific actions have you carried out?» Davey's voice maintained its calm, even tone.

Despite continuous rumors surrounding Davey's ruthless character, Jimena had never witnessed it in person. Plus, he seemed emotionally stable. Maybe…

Jimena's thoughts stirred as she mustered the courage to look up, showing a contrite expression. «Previously, at her request, I got a specific medication. This time, he commissioned me to deliver an embroidered handkerchief to the new daughter-in-law of the Clifford family.

Jimena showed cunning, recognizing Davey's considerable influence. Aware that fabricating falsehoods could have serious consequences, he opted for a narrative that contained elements of truth, subtly embellishing where necessary.

Continuing with his confession, he added: "The handkerchief had motifs of swallows and Angelica Sinensis, reflecting the gift package in his possession. However, I deviated from the instructions. I threw it in an outside trash container. If you send someone to check it, you will discover it there, which corroborates my honesty.

Davey refrained from acknowledging receipt, and simply asked.

"Have you come across the gift before?"

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