Chapter 653 - 663: Probing, a Flaw Exposed (9)

Chapter 653: Chapter 663: Probing, a Flaw Exposed (9)

With that, Vivian Yates quickly followed her.

Annabelle Linton took off her shoes, lay down on the bed, and made a call with her eyes closed.

Vivian Yates pressed herself against the wall, her ears pricked up to listen.

"Don’t worry. How could I possibly lose something so important? I was afraid it would leak, so I didn’t even make any copies. That means there’s only one copy of the recordings and videos in the evidence. If it’s gone, it’s gone for good. I’m keeping it very safe."

When Vivian Yates heard this, her heart leaped with joy. ’A single copy is perfect! Once I steal it, Annabelle Linton will have no evidence left.’

’After I steal it, I have to destroy that evidence and make it disappear from the face of the earth forever!’

’Then I’ll never have to fear any threats from Annabelle Linton after I change back to my original appearance.’

’I’ve made my mind up. The moment I steal this evidence, I’m running away.’

’Where there’s life, there’s hope.’

’I can’t keep working with Chase Lynch. I see things clearly now. If I continue collaborating with him, he’ll definitely silence me the moment I’m no longer useful. To save my own life, I absolutely cannot stay here any longer.’

’Once I get abroad, I’ll figure out a way to contact my parents, transfer our family’s money over, and we can all live abroad together, far away from all this!’

Vivian Yates felt a glimmer of hope.

’But where would that bitch Annabelle Linton hide the evidence?’

Something the person on the other end of the line said made Annabelle Linton burst out laughing. "Jessica, you’re hilarious," she said with a chuckle. "It’s just a file. It’s only useful to me and Vivian Yates; it’s worthless to anyone else."

"..."

"Besides, Vivian Yates isn’t here right now. No one is going to touch it. It’s sitting quietly in the safe at my house, so it’s perfectly secure."

A safe?!

Hearing this, Vivian Yates let out an excited laugh. So Annabelle Linton had put everything in a safe!

’That’s right,’ she remembered. ’When I searched their bedroom earlier, I did see a safe in the closet.’

’It wasn’t too big or too small. I was suspicious of it back then, but I had no idea what the password was!’

Even so, she was overjoyed.

At the very least, she now knew where the evidence was. She had a target!

Just as she was thinking this, Annabelle Linton’s laughter rang out again. "Come on, come on, the password is 87750! I’m waiting for you to come steal it!" she joked. "Even better if you steal it and give it to Vivian Yates! HAHAHAHA."

Vivian Yates’s heart skipped a beat. She was a little stunned...

One second, two seconds, and then—

Joy!

It was replaced by an overwhelming, all-consuming joy!

She felt like she’d just won the lottery for tens of millions of dollars!

’There’s only one copy of the evidence, it’s in the bedroom safe, and the password is 87750?’

AHHHH! She knew it! She knew her hard work would pay off!

’I have all the information now! Once I get that evidence, I’m going to run far, far away!’

But seriously, if she weren’t certain that Annabelle Linton hadn’t discovered her true identity, she might have thought Annabelle was letting her listen in on purpose.

But how could that be possible?

Annabelle Linton and Annabelle Ainsworth’s friendship dated back to elementary school, when they were only eleven or twelve.

People can barely remember what happened last year, let alone something from over a decade ago. If Annabelle Linton could remember details from that far back, it would be practically inhuman!

To be honest, if Annabelle Linton hadn’t been reborn, she never would have grown suspicious when faced with a fake Annabelle Ainsworth—and even after being reborn, she wouldn’t have thought of it if Ashley Grant hadn’t given her a hint.