"What happened?" Ruby Green looked at her manicure, absentmindedly asking.
Abigail Green was dead. Why did it matter if an old woman ran away?
"That old thing heard about the fat bitch and slipped away when no one was watching," Jackson Taylor said with some frustration. He had clearly arranged for two people to keep an eye on her but somehow she managed to escape, and the two who were supposed to watch her were nowhere to be found either.
Jackson Taylor figured they were afraid of taking responsibility, so they followed suit when they saw the old woman run.
Secretly feeling unlucky, he still looked respectfully at Ruby Green.
Ruby Green gave a soft snort after listening, "She'll show up. The Stone family still has an engagement, don't they? Inform Uncle Green. After all, that fat bitch is gone, but her house is still there. We'll get it back from that old woman and use it for investment."
Ruby had been eyeing that house since Abigail bought it.
