Chapter 1292

Perseus' phone started ringing, and it was this ringing that woke him up the next day at noon. After a hectic day yesterday, it was already daybreak by the time he went to bed at home. He had barely slept for five hours when his damned phone started ringing again. "Hello. Who's this?" He couldn't even open his eyes as he suppressed his urge to lash out at the caller. "This is huge, Perseus!" Zeke's husky but excited voice echoed from the other end of the line. "Huh?" Perseus' eyes popped open, and he sat up in bed. "What do you have?" "My men retrieved a blood sample from the bottom of your grandfather's coffin. Make a guess who it belongs to after comparison?" Zeke sounded excited. "Whose?" Perseus' heart skipped a beat. Last night, he was equally curious. Was it really because he didn't save Raymond in time, which led to Logan's accident? But that was clearly an empty grave. Who would do something as senseless as laying in someone else's coffin? "Raymond Miller," Zeke replied