Chapter 1189

"Instead of asking what I'd do to Jacob, you should ask what he did," Claude said, his voice cold and steady. "The authorities wouldn't have taken him away for no reason. I had no say in making that happen." Olivia felt her body stiffen as she listened. Slowly, she straightened her posture and asked, "Did he... commit the murder?" Claude's gaze didn't falter. "What if I told you he did?" He paused, letting his words sink in before continuing, "He crossed the line. I only found out what he did to prove himself in the company." But Olivia stopped listening at that point. It didn't matter what came next—none of it mattered. All that echoed in her mind was: What if I told you he did? She repeated the phrase under her breath, "What if I told you he did?" Her heart sank with a realization she could no longer ignore—it was Jacob. Jacob was the one who killed the man. Her eyes locked onto Claude, sharp and unrelenting, as if she could read between the lines he hadn't said aloud. Claude,