My jaw clenched.

“I tried to locate him everywhere I could, but it feels like he just disappeared from the face of the earth. Antonio did well to cover his tracks,” he added.

I took some deep breaths, trying not to lose it. The volcano roared to be released inside me. My hands itched to kill. Kill that bastard who hired that driver to harm me the day I was returning from my new house with Emerald.

Antonio Raymond.

If I was alone in that car, I’d have considered giving him back what he gifted me, but unfortunately for him, my Rosebud was with me.

My fingers dug into the bottle in my hand. Anything could’ve happened to my precious rose.

He did many of his little tricks in the past, but this time, he crossed all his limits. He even framed Caleb with… drugs. The same day I found out that the accident wasn’t an actual accident, it was planned. And that was the line he shouldn’t have crossed.

Now he is going to pay.

I still remembered the way she shook with fear and shock in my arms after that crash. The way she clutched onto me.

Antonio was going to pay for every tear that left my Rosebud’s eyes. He was going to regret the day he took birth in this world.

“Did you get the names of his recent involvements?” My question came out more like a hiss. I wouldn’t get any peace until I crushed him like an insect.

He bobbed his head, handing me the file. “Here are their names and backgrounds. But boss, I don’t understand. What will you do with his one-night stands? Most of them just stayed with him for money. They don’t share any more relation with him to know about his plans or deeds you can use against him.” Confusion crossed over his features.

Flipping the pages, I ran my eyes through the lists until one name caught my attention. She was one of those few who had more than just one night with him. They even went on a few dates last month.

Perfect.

I pointed at the specific name. “Call her. Tell her to meet me at my penthouse back at Valencian Corp. And make sure no one knows about it. Not even Caleb.” Giving him a look, I asked, “Am I clear?”

Perplexed, he slowly uttered a yes and took the file from me.

“You may go now,” I said as my phone buzzed beside my towel.

Nodding, he turned around and strode away.

Grabbing the phone, I read the message.

I felt the corner of my lip stretching up.

It’s time.

Sitting inside my car in the darkness on the side of the street, I waited for her signal.