She glanced at Emily, her eyes filled with a mix of emotions. Emily sensed something was off and frowned, "What's wrong?" "Mr. Satan said... Emma is dead." Emma... "She's dead?!" Emily's heart sank. "How did she die?" Was it because of the blow she dealt? But Olivia and Allen Parker had rushed to handle it. They wouldn't have left an injured Emma to fend for herself. Olivia knew everything. Emma was the only witness who could testify against Grace and Logan. Olivia would never let Emma die. "The doctor said she bled out and couldn't be saved..." Olivia was stunned. "It doesn't make sense. Allen Parker brought a doctor that day. I saw the doctor bandage her wounds. How could she bleed out..." Emily thought of something important. "When you left, was Emma still in that house in the countryside? Did anyone else go there?" Olivia nodded. "She was always there. She's a fugitive. There was no reason to move her. Jackson found that place. He went there, then it was me and Allen Parker... Could Jackson have killed Emma to avenge you..." Olivia gasped, her face turning pale. She hung up the phone and quickly got up to draw the curtains and lock all the doors and windows. "Jackson can be hot-headed, but how could he be so impulsive? He went to great lengths to bring Emma back from Europe so she could testify and clear your mother's name. How could he not hold back..." Emily tightly pressed her lips together, her brows deeply furrowed. Emma's death was unexpected. There were only a few people who knew about the events back then. Logan and Grace were old foxes; they wouldn't say anything to protect themselves. Sophia was easier to deal with but didn't know the whole truth. The only one left was Emma.She had seen Lisa die on the operating table and had taken Logan's call, receiving his order to abandon the rescue. Besides her, no one could testify against Logan and Grace. The truth would be buried with the past. As for Jackson? He might be impulsive, but he wasn't completely irrational. He had gone through great difficulty to bring Emma back alive. He wouldn't kill her in a fit of rage. If it wasn't Jackson, then who else knew about that remote place? Emily couldn't figure it out. Meanwhile, Olivia had already dialed Jackson's number. Jackson seemed half-asleep, speaking groggily, "Olivia? Why are you calling me? Call my brother if you need something." Olivia was frantic. "Stop sleeping! Did you know Emma is dead!" "Oh," Jackson grunted, then suddenly woke up. "Wait... who did you say is dead?" "Emma! The obstetrician!" "How is that possible?" Jackson was instantly alert. "Didn't my brother get a doctor to see her? The doctor said she wasn't in any danger. Her bleeding had stopped." Olivia was equally frustrated. "I know! I was there when the doctor said that. But she just died." Jackson scratched his head, thinking, and asked, "Who told you?" "Mr. Satan." "Him?" Jackson was puzzled. "How does he know Emma is dead? Did he go there?" Olivia rolled her eyes. "I don't know. Mr. Satan is so capable, it's not surprising he knows. I just want to ask you, besides us, who else has been there?" Jackson racked his brain and shook his head. "No, Vincent never went there. How does he know Emma was there and that she's dead?" This statement stunned Olivia too. The atmosphere grew tense, and Olivia didn't know how to continue the conversation. Olivia, Allen Parker, Jackson, and Emily couldn't have harmed Emma. They would at least keep her alive until Emily avenged her mother and sent her to prison. Mr. Satan was the only one who hadn't been to that place, yet he was the first to know Emma was dead. Despite his strong image... Was this too much of a coincidence? Jackson said, "Anyway, I'll go check it out. How's Emily?" "Not good." "Because of Emma's death?" Olivia sighed. "It's complicated. Just handle Emma's situation first." When Olivia and Emily arrived, they heard the doctor reporting to Jackson, "...a knife cut into her main artery. She struggled for a long time and must have died painfully. She bled out completely. The floor is almost covered in blood..." Jackson saw the blood on the floor. The color was still fresh, and much of it hadn't coagulated. The doctor confirmed, "She died less than half an hour ago. What should we do now?" From the time Jackson arrived, it had been about twenty minutes. This meant Emma died ten minutes before Olivia called him. And the first person to know was Vincent. Jackson's face was stern as he signaled to a few people behind him, "Bury her first." "Yes." Olivia, who was squeamish about blood, clung to Emily and didn't dare look. Emily, however, saw clearly that Emma had a deep cut on her neck, almost severing it. Jackson suddenly slapped his forehead, "Wait, I remember! Grace and Sophia have been here!" Olivia was shocked. "How did they know about this place? If they knew, they would definitely come to kill Emma!" "Damn," Jackson swore. "I brought them here that day. I wanted to show them Emma's condition and warn them not to mess with Emily, or they'd end up like Emma. I didn't think they'd kill her!" "...The killer should be a man," Emily suddenly spoke. The doctor was surprised but confirmed, "Yes, a woman couldn't have used that much force. The killer should be a man."