Earlier, when Arabella left his warehouse, Sen. Meyer stayed a little longer staring at where Arabella exited.
His fingers ran on the side surface of his table while he was greatly mesmerized by his thoughts.
"Arabella Jones... Jane Foster... you will be my pawn." Sen. Meyer muttered in the air along with his wicked grin. "You will serve me first before I kill you together with your useless father." He continued sounding in the air while his fingers continued to run on the surface.
"You will be my hand who will hold Bill Sky like a puppet. Hahaha!" Sen. Meyer was very satisfied with his plan.
He had been longing to control Bill Sky in his hand for so long.
Bill Sky's money is his greatest dream.
He was patiently waiting that Trishia would do the honor but she only brought great dismay to him.
He had no longer trusted Trishia.
For him, waiting for Trishia to get Bill Sky was like waiting for the crows to be white.
He already dumped his useless adopted child.
