My Rival: The Twenty-Year-Old Me - Chapter 27
In the building’s surveillance footage.
A college student in his twenties rushed out and stabbed Alexander Vance to death.
The young man’s eyes were bloodshot as he shouted sharply, “Why? Why did you betray Eleanor Vance?!”
“It was you! You are the reason she and I were torn apart!”
“I hate you! You deserve to die!”
The police called me in to give a statement and asked if I knew this person.
I shook my head.
A few days later, a barely noticeable report appeared on social media: [The murderer disappeared overnight from custody.]
It garnered little attention.
This case of a high-ranking executive, once the pride of the heavens, being publicly stabbed to death gradually faded from public view.
When I went to pick up Theodore and pack some things, I found a lawsuit document prepared by Alexander Vance.
Inside was a contract about him mortgaging the riverside apartment three years ago.
He intended to sue me, to use money to make me yield.
But in the end…
He was killed by his own true self.
