Stomping on Ashes

"Amara! Get out here! Have you been spreading rumors about Rosie being the third party in our relationship? Her depression is getting worse. You're pushing her to the verge of committing suicide!"

Jasper rushed angrily into the villa and began going through every room in search of me.

However, there was no sign of me in the villa at all.

If he'd been a little more observant, he would have realized that the rooms had not been occupied for a long time.

"What a witch!"

Jasper used every resource he had to look for me.

Soon, his lackeys found the last message that I'd left in the world.

I'd made my last call a month ago to Silas Turner, a policeman.

I'd met Silas unexpectedly. Despite our identities as a member of the mafia and a policeman, respectively, we became very good friends.

Jasper had always disliked Silas, and he would become very jealous whenever I met up with Silas.

Jasper sped all the way to Silas' home and gave the order for Silas' front door to be smashed down. The noise soon attracted the attention of the police.

When they arrived, they looked at each other. They all recognized Jasper. The higher officials of the mafia had infiltrated the police station long ago.

However, Silas was the sergeant's son, while Jasper was the Don of the mafia.

The policemen did not dare to offend either of them.

In the end, Silas told them to leave.

Once they had gone, Jasper grabbed Silas' collar impatiently.

"Where have you hidden Amara?"

Jasper had no doubt that Silas was involved in my disappearance.

Silas was the only one who had power and influence in the state and was bold enough to go against Jasper.

Silas had chiseled features, and he gave off a righteous air.

He looked calm, but he was secretly suppressing a great sadness.

"Let go. Amara's dead. Didn't you already know that?"

Jasper said scornfully, "You're helping Amara lie to me. Do you think this is fun? Tell her to come out quickly! Don't make me resort to violence!"

Silas looked at Jasper, who was still being stubborn. "You never even trusted her. I really feel sad for her."

Jasper laughed scornfully. "You treat her so well. It's a pity that I had my fill of her long ago. When I'm sick of her, I can consider delivering her to you so that you can have fun with her."

When Silas heard how disrespectful Jasper was being to me, he got into a tussle with him.

I wanted to stop Jasper, but there was nothing I could do except watch in agitation from beside them.

They were equally matched in strength, but Jasper didn't play fair. He pinned Silas to the floor and punched him in the face.

"Where have you hidden Amara?"

Silas spat out a mouthful of blood-flecked spit. He clenched his teeth and grabbed Jasper's collar as he yelled angrily, "She's been dead for a long time! Didn't the hospital notify you to identify the corpse and collect it? You spilled her ashes yourself!"

Jasper did not believe him at all. He was just about to raise his fist when a lackey rushed up and interrupted him.

The lackey's voice was trembling, and he seemed very reluctant to speak.

"Don Shaw… We found out that Ms. Amara disappeared a month ago. There has been no trace of her since then… A-And there's also her autopsy report!"