Chapter 666

Reginald Ackerley suddenly realized that his recent outbursts and erratic behavior were all Leslie Cross’s doing. Leslie had recently gained fame as a miracle doctor, earning quite the reputation. Pulling off something like this? Definitely not a challenge for her. He thought back to when he first met Leslie. It was during a dinner at the Ackerley family’s old estate. That night, he’d made an absolute fool of himself—his behavior had been wildly out of character. And now, thinking it through, there was no doubt—it had to be Leslie’s work, even if he had no proof back then. Gritting his teeth so hard they might’ve cracked, Reginald spat out, “You witch, you’re framing me!” The words barely left his mouth before Leslie struck. Her slap came fast and sharp. This was payback—a fitting reply to the slap Reginald had once mercilessly inflicted on Broderick Ackerley. The sound of Leslie’s slap was loud and definite. Reginald’s ear instantly rang, leaving a high-pitched buzzing that seemed to