You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1852 - The SOld Script

On the other side, Joyce saw Felix's eyes widen to their maximum, revealing fear. She knew in her heart that Felix must have

figured something out. She nudged Luther, hinting at him to further inquire.

Luther nodded and held onto Felix's shoulder, preventing him from getting too agitated, then asked, "Felix, do you know who it is?"

With a snap, Felix forcefully broke the chopsticks in his hand. He stood up abruptly and exclaimed, "Coming back from the dead, in

his forties, there's only one person who fits that description-Seren!!"

"Ah!" Mr. Ball's reaction was even greater than anyone had imagined. He couldn't stay seated and fell directly to the ground from

his chair.

The loud commotion made Joyce and Luther exchange glances. Seren? Who was this person? They must be a terrifying character if

they could frighten Mr. Ball enough to make him fall off his chair.

Mr. Ball lay sprawled on the ground. "This can't be possible. That scum didn't die? If he didn't die, how could he have stayed quiet

all these years? Mr. Saunders, | know you're eager to save someone, but you can't let your imagination run wild. A person who

clearly died, claiming that he crawled out of the coffin to cause trouble."

Felix coldly replied, "I don't want it to be him either. But besides him, | can't think of anyone else who would have a connection with

Fox."

"Just now, your man, Nishant, the person he brought back for questioning, made sprogress. Do you have a photo of Seren? Let

Nishant show it to the person he brought back and confirm if it's Seren," Luther suggested.

"lI don't have a photo of Seren. We share the ssurnbut have no connection. Moreover, it's been many years, and even if |

had photos before, | deleted them a long tago," Felix shook his head. "Besides, my memory of Seren's appearance is not very

clear."

"I have it, | have a photo of Seren," Mr. Ball got up from the ground. "I have a picture of that scum."

"That's right. You transferred from the Hilton side, so Seren was originally your master," Felix glanced at Mr. Ball. No wonder Mr.

Ball's reaction was even more intense than his own.

"Don't mention that scum. He doesn't deserve it. Besides torturing women, he also tortured my brothers. They were abused and

beaten. As long as they didn't comply with him, they would suffer his torment. | have several brothers who were killed by him. He

is truly a monster among monsters. When he died, all my brothers applauded and felt that justice was served," Mr. Ball spoke while

walking back inside the room. "Wait for me, I'll bring out the old computer. If | remember correctly, the old hard drive should have

something."

After Mr. Ball left, Joyce asked, "Felix, is there any grudge between Vicki and Seren? Your expression just now worried me."

Felix clenched his fists, unable to hide his concern in his expression. Taking advantage of Mr. Ball's absence, he briefly recounted

the past entanglement between Vicki, Seren, and Cloud.

After listening, Joyce's eyes widened. She didn't expect the remarkable Vicki to have such a dark past. It seemed that her previous

experiences must have left a deep shadow in Vicki's heart. And as for Cloud, whose real nwas Rayan, Joyce hadn't expected

such a deep connection between them. It was truly surprising.

After Felix finished speaking, Mr. Ball walked out with the computer. The computer was already turned on, and Mr. Ball searched

through the old files until he found a photo of Seren.

He pointed at the photo with his finger. "Don't be fooled by his appearance; he's rotten to the core, a complete monster. Countless

women were killed by him in the past. My brothers who suffered his torment had nowhere to seek justice. If he's still alive, it's an

affront to justice."

Luther examined the photo and said, "Felix, send the photo to Nishant now. Let him confirm if the person in the photo is Seren."

Felix nodded. Although he was anxious, confirming who had taken Vicki was of utmost importance. Without a direction, they would

be lost even if they attempted a rescue.

Mr. Ball sent the photo to Nishant while Felix dialed Nishant's video call.

In the video, Nishant was in a dimly lit room, surrounded on all sides, making it impossible for even a breeze to pass through. One

of the black-clothed individuals he had brought back was tied up in a chair, clearly undergoing interrogation.

Nishant asked, "Mr. Saunders, do you have any instructions for me?"

Felix looked at the video and said, "Show the person in front of you the photo | just sent you. Is this the sperson?"

Nishant nodded and grabbed the black-clothed person's hair, forcing them to look up. He enlarged the photo sent by Mr. Ball and

placed it in front of the person's eyes. "Take a good look. Is this the person who ordered you? It's an old photo, so the appearance

shouldn't have changed much."

The black-clothed person looked at the photo several times and shook their head with a hoarse voice, "No, it doesn't look like him."

Upon hearing this, Felix's heart sank. He couldn't tell if he felt relieved or more anxious. If it truly wasn't Seren, then they had lost

their target. But then, who could it be?

Mr. Ball snorted, "I told you that scum Seren couldn't possibly still be alive."

At that moment, the black-clothed person in the video seemed to react to the nSeren. They suddenly looked up and said in a

raspy voice, "Seren? | heard that nonce. | don't know if it's the person you're talking about. Please letgo. I've told you

everything | know. I'm just doing this for money, | have no relationship with them. Our task was limited to last night, and once it

s really Seren. Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental? By the way, you

in in more detail?"

ures weren't natural, especially when he smiled, his muscles seemed stiff."

t Joyce.

rare for men. If the surgery isn't handled well or it's been a long time

specially when smiling. It's a common phenomenon," Joyce analyzed.

n't as refined, I've seen swomen who had surgery many years ago,

eren must not have died back then, or he was in a coma or sother

That's why no one knew, and there were no traces. Gathering strength

wants to strike back at the Saunders family."

dots-coma, awakening, and revenge. The script seemed almost identical.

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