My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1911

The other party replied promptly. The message read, "Mr. Jefferson, I sent you a letter not long ago too. I believe that you haven't forgotten it that quickly."

As they had mentioned the letter, Jefferson grew even more certain of their intention.

Previously, in order to prevent Jefferson from investigating the Hefner family's case, they had framed him for murder, and even dragged Quill and the others into it.

At present, they were not targeting Jefferson directly anymore. Instead, they used the same modus operandi on his and Adrienne's friends.

Even though Jefferson knew their tricks, he still did not have enough evidence to prove Freya's innocence.

However, Jefferson was a man of actions. Since the previous incident, he had long made preparations and arranged for people to ferret out the mastermind behind the scheme.

Jefferson had received some clues recently, but he still could not confirm anything until that moment.

The fact that his friends were targeted so swiftly was absolute confirmation that he was on the right track. The aggressor was driven to act out of desperation and fear that Jefferson would continue investigating.

Jefferson thought it would be rude of him to not reply so he tapped out a message on the screen with his slender fingers. The message wrote, "I haven't forgotten! How would I dare to forget? But whether I comply with your orders or not depends on my mood. I've been in a bad mood recently, so I can't tell what kind of atrocious things I might end up doing."

Jefferson had been called a devil for years; he truly did not fear anything. If he didn't act then, the other party might think that he had lost his edge.

After Jefferson sent the message, there was no reply, just an endless wait.

Staring at the rising sun outside the window, Jefferson's sensual lips curled upwards. Even though he was smiling, it was the type of smile that gave people chills and made them stay away.

No matter how long the dark night was, it would eventually pass and be replaced with the brightness and warmth of daylight.

Most animals were diurnal. That was even more so for humans. Daytime was the prime time for

living.

No matter what dark corner the other party was hiding in, or how ruthless they were, Jefferson swore that he would apprehend all of them.

They would not have any future opportunities to even think about hurting him, let alone any chance to carry out their plans.

Jefferson was thoroughly interested to find out what kind of person the hidden mastermind was.

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The results of the DNA profiling test were released. Adrienne got the information first hand. She really couldn't believe that Freya's DNA had matched the hair found in the victim's house perfectly.

Adrienne couldn't wrap her mind around it. She didn't want to believe it. She lamented, "Jefferson, how could this be?"

Jefferson, who had long predicted the truth, was as calm as a millpond. "The evidence is right in front of us. We have to accept it no matter how much disbelief we're in. Don't worry, just do what you have to do. I'm going over to see Freya now."

Concerned, Adrienne spoke up again, "I have a gut feeling that something is off about this case... Jefferson, do you still remember the murder case that happened at the bar? You were nearly roped into it too." "I told you not to worry about it, didn't I? You just have to do what you have to do, that's all." Jefferson caressed Adrienne's head and took the documents from her hand. "Be a good girl and get some rest. Let's go and eat some good food later." "How could I bring myself to eat good food when Freya is in this sort of situation..." Even though Adrienne protested, her worries subsided after seeing Jefferson's confident mannerisms. "I'm dead tired from pulling an all-nighter. I can barely keep my eyes open, so I'm going to take a short nap in the office. Let me know once you've received any good news."

"Okay, go take a nap now." After Adrienne had returned to her office, Jefferson headed for the criminal investigation department.