Chapter 237
The phone rang for a while before Odalys’s voice came through, asking “Who is this?”
“It’s me,” Caspian’s grip tightened around the phone as he anxiously waited, dreading that she might hang up at any moment.
She had blocked the entire family–no way to contact her through WhatsApp or her phone number. It was as if she had completely severed ties with the Bennett family.
“Don’t hang up I have something important to tell you,” Caspian said urgently.
Odalys, about to end the call, paused at his tone and coldly asked. “What is it? Found another way to kill me, or are you trying some new strategy?”
Caspian fel a lump in his throat.
He slumped on the edge of the bed, clutching a pillow, his eyes squinting at the harsh sunlight outside, feeling the weight of the moment suffocate hista.
“I just want to tell you, Heary and the others are trying to expose your marriage substitution plan. They’re planning to use the Stewart family’s power to crush you.”
“You’re my sister, after all. As much as I don’t like you, I never wished for your death. Just be careful. Don’t go our alone,” Caspian said awkwardly.
He was scheming against Odalys now, but he also wasn’t sure if he could go through with it. He felt the urge to align himself with her.
“What do you want?” Odalys asked, a hint of surprise in her voice.
Caspian hearing her question, felt a sharp sting of irony.
“Nothing, Just be careful. Caspian quickly ended the call, panic creeping up on him.
He removed the SIM card and stashed it in his drawer, locking it away.
He then grabbed his regular phone, scrolling through the relentless online frenzy–videos of Sophia in the hospital, slandering Odalys like a madwoman.
Odalys was the trending topic everywhere–seven spots on the trending list, all centered around her. Some people were even going to the hospital, hoping for a glimpse of her. Many of them were wealthy wives..
Caspian’s injury throbbed as he sat there, his mind racing.
Downstairs, the argument continued, but Caspian felt an overwhelming urge to break away from the Bennett family. Things were beyond repair
now.
If he didn’t find a new way out, he would be doomed.
It wasn’t until he’d been injured that he realized how close death had come.
Staring at his phone, Caspian’s mind wandered back to Odalys. Since the day she was brought into the Bennett family, he had never truly seen her she was a discarded pawn in their game. But now, she had somehow turned things around, making a name for herself after leaving them behind.
Has she planned this all along? Or was it just coincidence? Odalys thought..
At the hospital, in the VIP ward, Odalys hung up the phone, her gaze thoughtful. She hadn’t expected Caspian to try and make amends.
Of all the Bennett brothers, Casplan was the sharpest and most calculating
Atlas was clueless, and Henry was as deep as a well, but Caspian knew how to weigh the pros and
“Odalys, you’re here?” Francis said in a panic as he rushed out of the lounge.
Seeing her, he almost longed forward as if she were i
were his saviti.
Fortunately, Stellan stepped in, grabbing him by the arm to stop him.
“Calm down. Don’t scare Cadalys,” Stellan whispered, wary of disturbing the sleeping parents.
cons.
The VIP room was large, but the sound still carried, and with her parents resting–her father still unconscious, her mother doped up on medication -any noise could wake them.
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Chapter 237
“Sorry, I got too excited, Francis said, rubbing his wrist, trying to regain his composure as he sat across from Odalys.
Odalys couldn’t help but smile at his flustered appearance.
“What’s got you so nervous? Your manager tracking you down again!” she teased.
The comment bit too close to home, and Francis froze, staring at her in disbelief. He opened his mouth, then hesitated, finally stammering. “How did you know.”
Had it not been for their past association, he might have thought she was a spy.
“From Star Readings. That woman always finds you. The way she appears at the perfect moment, in your favorite places. Do you really believe some stranger can pull that of?” Odalys said with a faint smile.
“You’re an international model, and your schedule is under strict confidentiality agreements. Even a regular assistant wouldn’t know your movements. Your manager’s got a problem,” she continued with a matter–of–fact tone.
Her words made Francis nearly lose it. His fingers tightened around his phone, turning pale, his handsome face drained of color.
“Ever since I landed, my manager’s been blowing up my phone, asking where I am. She’s in Crownridge now. I had a feeling something was off,” Francis confessed.
he wouldn’t be in
“Normally, she
Crownridge, and if I’m not working, she never asks about my schedule. But now she’s been calling non–stop”
“If Selah hadn’t warned me. I’d have fallen for it. After thinking it over, I got suspicious. I had someone check, and I found out she met up with that woman,” he said, swallowing hard
Nothing was scarier than realizing you were being watched by someone close.
“Give me your phone. Odalys ordered, extending her hand,
Francis hesitated but eventually unlocked it and handed it over.
The group gathered around as Odalys quickly swiped through the phone. In no time, they spotted a red dot on the screen.
“Is that a tracker?” Freya gasped.
She recognized it instantly–it was the same thing used against her when she was almost kidnapped. The moving red dot stood out like a sore thumb now
“Yeah, someone installed a tracker on his phone. If I’m right, the person is probably on their way here to the hospital, Odalys said with a cold smile.
The person had been trailing him so tightly that it was clear they were eager to take action.
Francis’s face hardened, and he gripped the armrest of the couch, his voice low. “Should I call the police?”
“Call the police now, and do you think they’ll believe you? In this picture, your manager’s meeting up with that woman, and the truth will come out. She’ll just say she was trying to find you and asked your manager about your schedule.”
“You won’t be able to explain yourself, and given how desperate she is to track you, that man’s probably on his last legs,” Odalys said, biting her lip as she thought it over.
Stellan, who had been standing with his arms crossed, walked up to the door and locked it securely.
“We’ll stay here together. I don’t believe they can break thu determination.
they can break through a VIP ward door, not while your parents are still inside, Stellan said, his voice full of
dath
Odalys glanced at him, an eyebrow raised.
“The hospital’s full of doctors and nurses in white coats and masks. How will you tell them apart from the impostors?” she asked, her tone cool.
“If they’re smart, they can say they’re just changing shifts. What if they target your parents instead?”
Stellan was silent, clearly considering her points.
“I agree with Odalys. Some people aren’t bound by the law, Freya added. “And when you’re in the public eye,
the biggest threat is your own team.”
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