I followed behind Pearson Bowman, heading in a particular direction.
Along the way, Pearson Bowman couldn't resist voicing his confusion, "Mr. Raymond, did you really kill Ms. Zackary?"
I looked at him, shaking my head as I replied, "No."
"Mr. Raymond has always stayed under the radar," Wayne Ran commented with a grin from beside us.
I chose not to elaborate, knowing that explanations wouldn't help.
As we talked, we reached a pavilion.
Inside the pavilion sat a stone table, with every seat already occupied.
Young heirs from Capital City's elite families had nearly all assembled here.
Apart from Pearson Bowman and Wayne Ran, figures like Males Ran, Zora Solomon, Elena Green, and Wilbert Jaxon had all shown up.
I couldn't help but knit my brows.
I instinctively looked toward Pearson Bowman, beginning to grasp what these people were after.
It was obvious that these individuals had recognized me and wanted to draw me into their so-called inner circle.
