Life at the Top

Chapter 2373

“Something‘s wrong with this email. The sender isn’t Miss Xenna.”

Jagoan’s certain tone put a temporary pause on the chaos going on in the changing room.

Everyone was baffled.

Warwick said angrily, “Now is not the time for nonsense, Mr. Jagoan. There is too much information within that email that only I and Xenna know about. If this isn’t from Xenna, then who could it be?”

Warwick wanted nothing more than to leave A. H. Mosque and find Xenna right now, so when he heard Jagoan’s words, his first thought was that Jagoan was trying to persuade him and buy time.

“No, Mr. Warwick, I said that for a reason. If this email truly was from Miss Xenna as you claim, then according to the background of this video, she should be in Qari. So why is this email’s IP address from the United States?”

Warwick was stunned.

Jagoan turned the notebook so that the screen was facing Warwick.

“I just sent this email to my friend in Somerland, and they managed to trace its sender’s IP address. If you don’t trust what I say, please feel free to have your men do so as well… I’m sure the Elvis family is more than capable of doing this.”

With concrete evidence placed before his eyes, Warwick looked conflicted. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

“Maybe… This video was recorded in Qari a long time ago, but Xenna’s in the United States now?”

“But if she recorded it a long time ago, why would she send it to me now and ask me to visit her?”

Warwick was a little confused. He was no idiot, just a frantic man who cared too much.

Now that Jagoan had reminded him of this, he came to realize how weird it was.

Everyone knew about the United States‘ greed when it came to Qari’s assets, and once the United States was dragged into this, everyone began to wonder if there was more than met the eye.

“Or perhaps, there’s the possibility that this is an edited video. Maybe Miss Xenna wanted to say something else. Maybe she never meant to ask you to see her as shown in this video…”

Warwick decided to give this more thought.

After a while, he came to find that some of Xenna’s mannerisms when she spoke were unlike what he remembered.

“Mr. Warwick, there is something I must apologize about. A few days ago, I heard about your past with Miss Xenna from Miss Beth, and I learned that it was the main reason for your quarrels. Out of concern for a friend, I made a selfish decision and had someone contact Miss Xenna’s brother, Mr. Hatter…”

“Coincidentally, when Mr. Hatter learned that you were getting married, he sent me a video his sister had recorded before her death and told me to show it to you should the situation come about. I believe that the situation described is now.”

Jagoan’s eyes were bright, and his smile was confident.

When he heard that Warwick had an ex-girlfriend he held close to his heart, Jagoan had a feeling that someone would use it to mess up the wedding.

Hence, he had Jagoan investigate the matter in secret and his hard work bore fruit.

After a bit of rummaging, a weak voice rang out in the room.

“Warwick, by the time you see this video, I won‘t be around anymore…”

In the video, Xenna was lying on a hospital bed as she slowly recalled their story melancholily.

Without his realization, Warwick’s face was stricken with tears.

“Warwick, ever since the moment I got into that accident, I knew that I could not offer you the happiness you deserved anymore. I chose to hide the fact that l was still alive not because I was afraid that you would reject my ugly appearance, but because I didn’t want you to waste your time on me until I finally died.”

“Your life has only just begun. I do not want you to waste it on someone living on borrowed time. Now that I am dying, I think l can tell you everything I owe. I’ve missed you so much these days… These days that I spend bedridden and unable to move, I took up the habit of taking pictures of the sky every day. l have a box filled with those pictures now.”

“Each picture symbolizes a day I spend missing you, and I’ve decided to give them to you now. Don’t think of me so much anymore, okay? Live well.”

Then, Xenna looked dazed and her bony hands fell limply without warning.

She was dead.

In the changing room, Warwick sobbed, but no sound came out.