Chapter <b>483 </b>


    “What did you just say?!! Jordyn’s face twisted with a mix of disbelief and fury.


    Reba had stabbed her in the back!


    Grabbing her phone, Jordyn dialed Reba and <b>screamed</b>, “Reba, you bitch! How dare you y <b>me </b>like this? I won’t let you get away with it!”


    Reba’s voice oozed with mockery. “Did you really think I’d give you the chance? Jordyn, you only have yourself to me for knowing too much and trying to use it against me.”


    With that, she hung up.


    Seething, Jordyn tried calling back, but a sharp pain pierced the back of her head. Feeling something wet, she reached up and found her hand smeared with blood.


    Panic surged through her. She spun around to flee, but before she could reach the door, someone yanked her by the hair. She was dragged backward and mmed to the floor.


    The door mmed shut with a deafening bang. From N?velDrama.Org.


    Jordyn trembled uncontrobly, overwhelmed by terror. Ignoring the pain, she scrambled backward, her eyes wide with fear as a man slowly advanced toward her.


    “Don’te any closer! Please, just let me go! I have money–millions in the bank! If you let me go, I’l give you everything!” she begged, her voice shaking.


    The man’s face remained emotionless, his hammer dripping with blood, casting a horrifying shadow over


    the scene.


    “Stay


    tay away from me! No!” Jordyn’s screams reverberated through the room until they abruptly ceased.


    The man tossed the hammer aside and dialed Reba, calmly reporting the situation.


    Unbeknownst to him, while his back was turned, Jordyn’s fingers weakly moved across her phone. She managed to send a message before goingpletely still.


    Following Reba’s instructions, the man packed Jordyn, along with her phone and personal belongings, Into a suitcase and hurriedly dragged it away.


    Meanwhile, Reba hummed a light tune as she poured herself a ss of red wine and smiled in satisfaction.


    With Jordyn gone <b>and </b>N next on her list, she could frame Nathaniel for N’s death. Soon, nothing would stand between her and Damon.


    Her n had unfolded wlessly, thanks in part to overhearing Nathaniel discuss his scheme to stage a fake kidnapping of N as a way to mend his rtionship with Damon.


    She had been delivering coffee to his study when she overheard the conversation. Had she missed it, she might not have acted so swiftly.


    Regardless, as long as she was the one who ultimately benefited, she was satisfied.


    When rk received Jordyn’s message, he was in a meeting. It wasn’t until afterward that he noticed the unread notification.


    He opened the message to find a <b>single </b>character-[R]


    Frowning, he immediately deleted it.


    Just then, Michael hurried over<b>, </b>handing him a tablet. Mr. Sumner, this news came in about an hour ago. You should take a look…”


    rk’s expression darkened the moment he read the headline.


    “When did this happen?!” he demanded..


    “Around 3:00 p.m., I think…” Michael replied.


    “Give me


    your phone!” rk roared.


    Hands trembling, Michael handed over his phone.


    rk dialed the familiar number<b>, </b>silently pleading that the news wasn’t true, that N would pick up.


    But when the cold, mechanical voice announced, “The number you have dialed is not avable. Please try againter,” his hopes werepletely crushed.