Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1371
Hylda froze when she heard the housekeeper's words. "Wh- What did you just say?" she asked anxiously.
The housekeeper, who did not reside in Hylda's place, had to return home late at night. She was concerned about the killer on
the loose since the area where the suitcase murder had occurred happened to be very close to her residence. Though she
pretended to be brave, her fears were genuine.
Over the past few days, the housekeeper had been closely following various sources for updates on the case. She hoped more
than anyone that the police would apprehend the killer soon so she could feel safe during her daily commutes.
Early that morning, the housekeeper read a message in one of her group chats about how the police had sealed off a section of
Cornelia Avenue. It seemed they had found crucial evidence related to the suitcase murder case. Some rumors suggested it was
the victim's phone, while others claimed it was the murder weapon.
Hylda's face turned even paler when she heard the mention of Cornelia Avenue. After killing him, she dismantled Walter's phone
and tore up his wallet. Then, she disposed of them separately in several trash bins in the area.
Cornelia Avenue was dozens of miles from where she had disposed of the body. She deliberately kept these two locations far
apart to avoid potential issues. However, the police still managed to find the items.
Hylda was alarmed by the unexpected efficiency of the authorities. They were working much faster than they had in the case of
Rainee's car accident.
Hylda's scalp tightened, and her face lost all color. She was overwhelmed with anxiety, thinking about how the police could have
traced the man's belongings.
Hylda did not know Walter's phone password and was unsure if it contained any evidence. So, she smashed the phone to the
point where it couldn't be turned on before disposing of it. At the same time, there was nothing incriminating in Walter's wallet
besides his ID and various cards. She had cleaned everything meticulously and ensured no fingerprints would be left behind.
'The police shouldn't be able to trace those things back to me,' she thought.
Hylda kept telling herself to remain calm. She knew she could not stay in Rivera any longer, regardless of whether the police
could trace her or not. 'Living a fancy life as Mrs. Jewell means nothing anymore now. My top priority is to take all my money and
disappear.'

Hylda picked up her phone and called Albert abruptly. "Give me fifty million dollars, and let's get a divorce," She said firmly.
Albert was bewildered. "What's gotten into you?"
Hylda had no patience to indulge him or his sweet talk as she used to. Instead, she got straight to the point, "That
woman's belly is getting bigger every day. Don't pretend you don't want to marry her just so your son wouldn't be seen as a
bastard. Plus, there's no chance you haven't thought about divorcing me."
Albert remained silent. Hylda knew him all too well. His willingness to commit to a marriage had never been about cherishing the
other person; it had always been for the sake of his son. Just as he had tied the knot with her for Hugo's sake, he would now
leave her and marry Xenia for the same reason.
Albert thought about it for a moment and said calmly, "We could get a divorce, but the fifty million is out of the question."