Chapter 459
Odalys carefully applied the magic
without a trace.
gic dust to each of their hands, and as
d as she finished drawing, the dust seemed to melt into their bodies, vanishing
“Is it gone? Just like that?” Selah clapped her hands together, still checking to see if the talisman had disappeared.
“The talisman merges with your body, and it will protect you for up to two weeks. But after that, it will lose its power. With this talisman, even if you encounter the Devil’s Triangle, it won’t help you anymore,” Odalys explained.
Freya, overwhelmed with excitement, rushed over and threw her arms around Odalys’s leg, looking up at her with adoration. “Odalys, I love you so much. If I were a man, I’d marry you in a heartbeat”
“You’re so amazing. I might just fall in love with you myself. Darling, come sleep with me tonight, Freya cooed, teasingly.
Odalys didn’t push her away but simply looked down at her with a resigned smile.
“Fine, I’ll sleep with you tonight,” Odalys said, almost too tired to protest.
She was beyond exhausted–if not for their call, she would’ve been asleep hours ago
Now, it was already 4:30 in the morning, the sky beginning to lighten, and she hadn’t had a single wink of sleep. Her eyes were starting to droop
“Really? Oh my god, yes! Odalys, you’re the best! Im going to make the bed right now!” Freya squealed, jumping up.
Selah immediately followed, calling out. “Wait. I’m coming foof”
After the two of them ran off, Odalys turned to look at Francis and Stellan. “From now on, keep your distance from anyone associated with the Bennett family. As for Mr. Simpson, we still don’t know who he really is, but the fact that he’s targeting Francis means you’re all in danger.
“And I suspect it’s more than just his organs they want. Your relationship from the start was part of some larger plot, and I believe you might have something on you that others want, Odalys continued, her expression serious.
If it were just about organs, there were so many people around the world; it didn’t need to focus on him. The fact that this whole thing had been exposed after he was set up by his ex–girlfriend should’ve made it impossible for anyone to target him without being caught by the police.
But tonight, they went after him again. The reason? It could only be that Francis was essential
Everything seemed to revolve around the Simpson family, and Odalys had a nagging feeling that this Mr. Simpson might be connected to the Simpson family in Crownridge
The world, it seemed, was smaller than they realized.
“Odalys, if there’s anything I can do to help, just say the word. No matter how dangerous it is, I’ll follow your lead,” Francis said, with resolve in his voice. He understood the deeper meaning of her words, After the discovery of all those bodies at the suburban villa, even he could tell this wasn’t just a simple case.
“Alright,” Odalys said with a slight yawn, her exhaustion becoming too much to hide. She got up, waving her hand at them. T’m going to sleep now You two should get some rest too. And if you’re scared, you can share a room. It’s always safer with someone else around, even with the talisman.”
“Stellan, who had originally planned to go back to his room, stayed behind after hearing her suggestion. The chaos at the hotel had left many people confused, speculating on what was going on. Some rumors even claimed that it was a prostitution raid.
“Sounds like some actors are getting restless. Did they get caught with prostitutes!”
“Who was it!” gossipers whispered.
The hotel was buzzing with rumors, many speculating about what had really happened. Lee’s quiet visit with his team had been low–key, and the supposed “fire” was nothing but an illusion. In reality, nothing had happened last night–except for Stellan and the others being drugged and encountering the Devil’s Triangle in the hallways.
Film Capital was in turmoil, everyone fearing that their secret dealings had been exposed. Most kept their heads down, avoiding conversations. since the industry was always full of scandals, and no one wanted to be the next target.
Back in Freya’s room, Odalys found herself surrounded by Freya and Selah, both clinging to her arms. She lay down between them, and before long, she had fallen asleep.
In the Stewart Villa in the morning. Percival sat alone in the living room, his broad hands holding a newspaper, but his mind wasn’t on the words, He hadn’t even read a single line.
“Mr. Stewart, breakfast is ready.” Dorian said respectfully as he approached.
Percival lifted his gaze and looked up the stairs, but there was no sign of Odalys.
“Has Odalys eaten?” Percival asked, a reflexive question.
He had become accustomed to having breakfast with her. His routine was tight–after breakfast, it was straight to work. He never waited for anyone. But now, he found himself waiting for her.
He had already been in the living room for 20 minutes, and she still hadn’t
Comme
downstairs.
Percival was shocked. He hadn’t expected this. Odalys had left without telling him? And she hadn’t even rested! His brow furrowed in concern as he clutched the newspaper, nearly crumpling it in his hands. What if she hadn’t rested enough and ended up sick
“She left early this morning? Percival’s voice grew tense.
“Yes, the bodyguards said she left in a hurry, even in her pajamas. They tried to follow her, but she refused,” Dorian quickly explained.
Evander walked in from his morning jog, wiping sweat from his brow. He grabbed a glass of water from the servant and overheard the
conversation
“I think I know where she went,” Evander said in a low voice. “There was trouble at Film Capital last night. I suspect Odalys went to find Freya.”
Percival immediately put down the business section of the paper and grabbed the entertainment news section instead.
Sure enough, there was a story about a police raid on Film Capital during the night, allegedly due to prostitution rumors. But no one had been arrested, suggesting the story was far from the truth.
“If it had really been about prostitution, the paparazzi would’ve had photos. But they didn’t capture anything. This means the police were there for another reason. Evander said with a yawn.
“I’ll go check it out, Percival said urgently, standing up and walking briskly toward the door, his steps hurried,
Dorian stood watching him with a satisfied smile. “Looks like Mr. Stewart really does care. He’s all flustered now that he knows Mrs. Stewart is
missing
“Better late than never,” Evander muttered with a mocking laugh, walking toward the dining table. “Let’s prepare something to send to the hotel. I’m betting Odalys is with Freya.”
“Good. It’s nice that Odalys and Freya get along Dorian replied, following suit.
