“Yes.”

“I wanted to inform you the other day that the homeless man is dead.”

Deirdre was incredulous. “He’s dead? How did he die out of nowhere?”

Sam’s eyes turned gloomy. “I’m not too sure, but I heard that he died from food poisoning. However, I believe that the matter is certainly not as simple as it seems. I believe that Miss McKinney tried to destroy all the evidence in an attempt to hide her tracks after executing her plan.”

Upon hearing that, Deirdre shivered despite not feeling cold and felt a shiver down her spine.

‘How can Charlene be so sinister? She took a man’s life!

‘On the other hand, Brendan is ridiculous. How will he feel when he finds out one day that the woman he trusts and loves is actually a devil?’

She bantered herself in her head and said to Sam, “So, does that mean that dead men tell no tales?”

“I thought so too initially.” Sam smirked. “For that, I looked into the homeless man and found nothing useful other than that he had a homeless friend when he was