Chapter 254
It seemed that Evander wasn’t the only one growing anxious.
“Enough. Stop causing a scene. Let’s assess the situation first. Orson muttered, his nerves clearly frayed.
The air was thick with tension, and something about the atmosphere felt off. He couldn’t shake the feeling that this might be related to Percival’s condition.
“By the way, Evander, what brought you here so suddenly? Orson asked, curious despite his uncase.
Evander Hood tall, his expression serious as he furrowed his brow,
“At first, Odalys sent me a message saying she wanted to talk over WhatsApp. But when I messaged her, she didn’t reply. Was her asking to talk on WhatsApp just a ruse?” His voice grew sharper as realization dawned. “She didn’t respond, and I assumed something was wrong, so I rushed here”
Orson fell silent. He watched Evander carefully, then glanced toward Odalys, who was making her way back. “Odalys suspected that there were some shady figures around the Stewart Villa,” he said in a low voice. “I had looked into it with Percival, and aside from his mother, we couldn’t find any other traces. It’s clear someone has been deliberately covering their tracks.
he didn’t reply to you?”
“Do you think Odalys was worried about being monitored, that’s why she
Evander didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he turned his gaze toward the direction of his car
Orson asked.
“Callum, check the car. See if there’s a tracker on it,” he instructed, his voice calm but carrying an undercurrent of tension.
Orson’s words had triggered something in Evander’s mind. Odalys wouldn’t have intentionally ignored him unless something serious was going on
She must have known that by bringing him here, she would draw him into whatever danger was harking
“Got it” Callum’s face tightened, and he quickly moved toward the car.
A few moments later, he slid under the vehicle and froze. There’s something here,” he said, his voice grim. He pointed to a small red blinking light underneath the car.
“Damn it, there really is something Orson swore, his face a picture of disbelief.
Evander stood there, his figure imposing and resolute. He shook his head slowly. “Don’t remove it. Leave it. I want to see who’s bold enough to put a Tracker on my car.”
“It seems Odalys knew this would happen, Evander muttered. “She must have suspected something and wanted me here for a reason”
Callum nodded, his expression dark, as they all turned their attention back
back to the Stewart Villa.
The night had grown unnervingly dark, with the streets barely illuminated by the dim glow of the street lamps. It felt like the very air was heavy with anticipation
Just then, the sound of a fast–approaching car broke the silence. The bodyguards tried to stop it, but as they saw the license plate, they instinctively stepped aside.
With a screech of tires, a black Rolls Royce came to a halt.
The door s
swung open, and a woman in a long dress, her hair pinned up in an intricate style, stepped out. She exuded an aura of aristocratic elegance, her every move as poised as it was deliberate.
A subtle floral fragrance lingered in the air as she approached, her lips painted in a deep shade of red, her o “What are you doing here?” Evander’s voice instantly dropped in temperature, his face hardening. Orson and Callum exchanged glances, their unease mounting. The woman was wearing high heels, striding towards them with purposeful steps until she stood directly before Evander.
sharp and
piercing.
“Evander, this is the Stewart Villa,” she uid, her voice dripping with arrogance. I’m here to see
my son. A
son. Are you really going
g to stop
Evander’s eyes narrowed, his posture stiffening as he took in her haughty demeanor.
The pieces of the puzzle suddenly clicked into place.
Odalys had deliberately stoked his worry, knowing he’d rush here tonight, and tonight of all nights, Percival was in danger. And who else could
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stand in Edie’s way if not him!
He stood firm blocking her path. The air around him seemed to thicken with his unyielding presence. For a moment, Edie seemed to falter, taken aback by the force of his stance. She took a half step back, but then, with a sneer, she tried to push forward again.
“What if I don’t let you through?” Exander’s words were a cold challenge, his eyes flashing with barely contained fury,
Edie stopped in her tracks, her lips curling into a defiant smirk. But before she could speak, Evander raised a hand, signaling Callum and Orson
“Take her down,” he said, his voice firm.
“You dare!” Edie scoffed, her eyes flashing with contempt. She stepped forward as if to charge into the Stewart Villa, but before she could take more than a couple of steps, Cison and Callum were on her, holding her shoulders firmly.
Edie struggled, but suddenly, a gleam of steel flashed in her hand–she had drawn a dagger. Without warning, she slashed at Callum’s throat. He recoiled, narrowly avoiding the strike, taking a half step back in alarm.
Til make sure none of you stop me?” she hissed, the blade pressing dangerously against her own neck. “If I don’t see my son, I’ll slit my throat right here, right in from of all of you. Let’s see if you can live with yourselves after killing a widow.”
The blood–red gleam of the knife reflected the cold, distant light.
Her denant gate swept across them, daring them to act. Her words, though dramatic, held a terrifying truth.
They couldn’t let her die–she was Percival’s mother.
Edie knew this and dared use this as leverage.
But Evander wasn’t fazed. “Percival’s barely hanging on, and you’re still causing trouble? His voice cracked like thunder as his hand clenched into a fist, his knuckles white.
movements
Edie didn’t flinch. She continued her relentless march towards the Villa, walking as though she owned the world. The audacity of her m seemed to mock them.
Evander took a step forward, closing the gap between them. In a flash, he grabbed a brick from the ground and swung it at her head
The sound of the impact was deafening. Edie stumbled, her hand flying to her forehead as blood began to seep from the wound. She stared, wide- eyed, as the warm liquid dripped down her face.
“Blood” she gasped. I’m bleeding? You you dared to hit me?”
Her grip on the dagger wavered, trembling as she looked at him in shock and disbelief.
Evander lowered his gaze to the brick in his hand, his voice low and mocking “What’s the big deal? Just a little blood! Are you going to die over
that?”
He raised
an eyebrow as he met her furious glare. “You think I’m scared of you just because you’re holding a knife to your own throat?”
He chuckled, a cold, biting sound. “They’re worried about you. They’re worried you might die. But me? I couldn’t care less if you slit your throat right here. If that’s what it takes to stop this charade, go ahead. You’ll have your little ‘tragedy, but don’t think for a second that anyone here will
His words were venomous, his gaze unwavering as he watched her hold her bleeding forehead. The sight of her shock was almost pitiful under the cold moonlight
How about y Favor
this
you take your own life, then?” he sneered. “Percival will be dead by the end of tonight Why don’t you join him! You’d be doing us all a
Orson stood a few paces away, his breath held in suspense as he watched the scene unfold. He had expected Odalys to be the one who could handle
situation, but it was clear now that only Evander could truly control this chaos.
“You’re Edie’s voice trembled, her anger bubbling over, but she was visibly shaken. “I respected you as an elder. I never thought you’d wish me dead!”
But it was too late for regrets.
