Love's Perfect Match

Toby’s toughness just now was nowhere to be found at this moment and he was weeping his eyes out. “It’s not like

that, Mr. Winthrop. Let me explain. I…”

“Your so-called ‘nephew’ has already told me the whole truth at the door just now.” Although Callum spoke calmly,

his voice held great power.

“What?! Didn’t he stop you?” Jaxon has been looking for the murderer of his parents all this while, so why would he

let Callum in?

Just then, Callum used the blade of the dagger to lift Toby’s chin. Coupled with the chill from his aura, Toby’s heart

race, as though it was going to stop anytime.

“He did, but he didn’t need to. After all, you know better than anyone who killed his parents.”

As soon as Callum turned around, a young man walked in, a stream of light shining behind him.

Jaxon looked at Toby, who was in front of him, with a hint of resentment in his expression. “Do whatever you want

to him, Mr. Winthrop. He needs to pay the price for killing my parents. Even if you’re not going to take care of him

today, I’ll do it!” He had known the truth of what happened back then all along. His Uncle Toby, who pretended to

treat him so well, was the real culprit of the murder of his parents, but Toby dared to frame it on Elspeth. Toby did

all these things just to claim the Wilcox Family’s wealth and the Evil Wind Sect as his own.

If you’re smart enough, you should have figured out who will benefit from your parents’ deaths. Callum’s cold voice

continued to linger in his mind, unwilling to dissipate.

He knew; he had known all along. This was the day he was waiting for. Even if he didn’t have enough power, he

could make Toby pay with the help of others!

“Jaxon Wilcox, don’t let these people deceive you! We’re family. How could I possibly harm you?! Your parents died

in an accident three years ago, but the one who caused the accident was Elspeth!”

If Elspeth had any strength left, she would have stood up and slapped him hard. What kind of nonsense is this?! I

just happened to pass by at the time. Why would I, an underage girl still in school, kill Jaxon’s parents with no

reason or motive?

On the other hand, Jaxon also remembered that after the accident, it was a little girl in a red dress who pulled him

out of the rubble and gave him a plate of spaghetti.

With a smile, Elspeth said, “If you believe me, I can investigate the ins and outs of this matter in three days and

assure you that it was absolutely not me who did it.”

“There’s no need.” Jaxon lowered his head, his voice devoid of emotion. “I know it wasn’t you. I didn’t even suspect

you at all. I found out the truth a long time ago. I just wanted to lower Uncle Toby’s guard through you and then kill

him.” In fact, he also wanted to meet the little girl who saved his life.

When he talked about killing, there was no emotional fluctuation in his voice, as if it was as casual as eating a meal.

From there, it was obvious that he had killed many people over the years and had since become used to it.

“However, I never intended to let you die. I had already replaced his knife with a retractable one that wouldn’t hurt

you at all.”

Hearing that, Callum picked up the knife and examined it.

“If you don’t believe me, you can try it on him.” The ‘him’ that he was referring to was obviously Toby.

Toby shook his head in terror. “No, please…”

At this moment, Callum stabbed the knife into Toby, but it turned out to be a real knife instead of a retractable one.

In an instant, blood gushed out and flowed continuously. Toby widened his eyes, realizing that the knife was

poisoned. It was the poison that he had personally applied to it.

Back there, he had discovered that his knife had been replaced with a retractable one and he also knew that Jaxon

would be softhearted toward Elspeth, so he added an extra layer of poison to ensure that she would die

immediately. Unexpectedly, he ended up reaping what he sowed!

Seeing how tragically Toby would die, Jaxon widened his eyes in shock.

When Callum let go of his grip, Toby immediately collapsed like a house of cards. As he stood up, he looked at Jaxon

next to him with a hint of coldness and scrutiny.

“It wasn’t me. He secretly changed the knife himself. Judging by how he looks now, he should be poisoned. He will

die very brutally.” There was some pity in Jaxon’s voice.

This uncle of his had helped him to some extent, especially in the business aspect. Toby had taught him many tricks

and guided him according to the standards of a successor. It was a pity that he had killed Jaxon’s parents. This was

something that could never be forgiven!

Seeing that Jaxon wasn’t lying, Callum withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to look at the unconscious Elspeth.

“The Great Elspeth from the Evil Wind Sect,” he muttered with a mix of surprise and expectation. “I didn’t know

that you still have so many identities hidden from me. It looks like I really need to ask you about it one by one.”

After speaking, he walked out with Elspeth in his arms.

Suddenly, Jaxon called out to Callum from behind, “Wait, Mr. Winthrop!”

However, Callum didn’t stop walking, so Jaxon could only follow behind to ask, “Can you take me in?” With Toby’s

death, the Wilcox Family would probably be divided among others. Jaxon was just a young man who was just barely

of age. Without Toby’s shelter, he wouldn’t be able to protect his family. At a time like this, defecting to the other

side would be the best choice.

Callum remained silent and thought about it for a moment. Then, he answered, “Tidy up things here and report to

the Winthrop Group tomorrow.”

Jaxon smiled with gratitude when he heard that. “Thank you.”

After that, Callum returned to the villa with Elspeth but as soon as they reached the door, he saw Blake’s car parked

nearby. Frowning in surprise, he walked into the living room, where he heard a low moan coming from inside.

The front door was left open with a small gap, and the sound from the living room could be heard.

“Don’t go… I don’t mind. Help me…” At this moment, Lisa’s gaze was blurred to the point of almost losing

consciousness. When she saw Blake in front of her, she felt that he was a moving block of ice, as the heat she was

feeling inside her was alleviated by his coolness after hugging him.

On the contrary, Blake felt that he had run into trouble, for he mourned his bad luck in his mind. “Wake up and have

a good look, Lisa. I’m Blake. Ah, don’t kiss me! I really think you should think it over…” He dodged left and right to

avoid her rosy lips, but he didn’t dare to push her away for fear that she might hit the table, so he was forced to be

kissed several times.

“I want…” When she felt the resistance of the body in front of her, she frowned in dissatisfaction. Since her usual

image was that of an icy beauty, her delicate side was something he had never seen before.

“Don’t… Lisa. Miss Dawson, I really can’t… do that with you. It’s inappropriate. You’re still a young girl. Please don’t

act on impulse…”

However, she shook her head and hugged his neck directly. “I don’t mind. I’m so hot. Please help me…”

When Blake was going to continue refusing, he suddenly heard sounds of movement from the door. Almost

immediately, his gaze turned cold.