Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1353
'Five million dollars?' Walter's expression twisted in anger. He raised his hand and slapped Hylda across the face, sending her
sprawling to the ground. The force of the blow left her with a swollen bump on her forehead.
Her vision became blurry. The next thing she knew, Walter was yanking her up off the floor by her hair. "You bastard! Is there a
shred of truth in anything you say? You even deceived Albert. How am I supposed to believe you?"
Hylda cried out in agony. She gripped Walter's hand and begged, "Walter, Walter! I swear I had nothing to do with it. We can go
to the bank and check the withdrawal records. I had no idea your money was stolen. I- Ah-"
Before she could complete her sentence, Walter slapped her once more. "You despicable bitch. You've manipulated everyone,
and now you expect me to believe you?"
Hylda clutched her throbbing face and sobbed, "No. I—"
Walter had no patience for her protests. He tossed her phone back to her and, with a cold expression, he ordered," Transfer the
five million to my account right now. Don't you dare try anything else, or I swear I'll end you!"
He then thrust the knife into the couch, making Hylda tremble in fear.
Hylda did not have five million dollars. Even if she did, transferring such an amount would leave her with nothing.
Moreover, Walter knew too many of her secrets and could easily use them as leverage whenever he needed more money. 'Over
the years, he had continuously treated me like an ATM. I would never find peace unless he is dealt with.'
Determined, Hylda began to think calmly. "What's your bank account number? I'll transfer the money to you," she sobbed.
Walter let his guard down when he saw that she had given up resisting. He placed the knife on the coffee table and pulled out his
wallet.
'Now's my chance,' thought Hylda. As Walter was looking for his card, she suddenly grabbed the knife and stabbed him.
Walter tried to snatch the knife away, but it was already too late.
Hylda cut through his hand with immense strength, piercing the blade directly into his chest.

Walter's face turned ashen, and his eyes were filled with disbelief. "You wretched-" He tried to reach for Hylda’s neck, but she
withdrew the knife and stabbed him again. This time, it went straight into his heart.
Walter convulsed and collapsed on the floor. His eyes stared blankly ahead.
Although Hylda’s hand was trembling, her mind was surprisingly clear. She pulled out the weapon, wrapped it in a plastic bag,
and began to clean the scene.
At the same time, a pair of unflinching eyes had observed everything.
Meanwhile, Felicity was feeding her cat in apartment 902 of Clouditude International. The kitten had grown a lot in the two weeks
since she brought it home. It had noticeably increased in size and alternated between playing, eating, and napping. It was living
the life.
"That stinky cucumber has been coming home really late these days, huh, Sewyn?" Felicity gently stroked the kitten's head and
said softly. It was as if she was talking to herself rather than the cat.
After returning from Onsen Villa, Vermont had become increasingly distant. He no longer initiated video game sessions with
Felicity or playfully requested that she replicate dishes from certain online influencers. Felicity hardly ever saw him at night, and
she only crossed paths with him once when he got up to drink some water in the morning. They exchanged a brief greeting, and
Vermont returned to his room.
She did not run into him anymore after that. At times, Felicity would notice that his shoes were still on the shoe rack and assume
that he was still asleep.