After a few minutes, Hector returned holding a windbreaker. He unfolded it and draped it over Calista's shoulders. The windbreaker belonged to him, and it was broad and large. It covered her to her hips.She adjusted the lapels and asked, "How did you and Paul find out where we were?"While she was inside the warehouse, she felt that it was old and speculated that it had probably been abandoned for quite some time. However, once she came out, she realized that the place was not just remote, but also in a state of disrepair. Even if someone happened to pass by, they would likely never venture inside for a further look. Hector tilted his chin towards the direction of the emergency room where Lucian was."You can ask him once he's conscious. Judging by his condition, he'll probably need to be hospitalized for two days. Check with the doctor later to see if there's a private ward available."Calista remained silent and looked at him with confusion. Since when did Hector and Lucian
Sensing Lucian's gaze on him, Simon quickly said, "Mr. Northwood, please ignore me or pretend that I don't exist." Any task was achievable with sufficient compensation.Calista pushed Lucian's hand away. "I will deal with you later."Hector stood up, his gaze sweeping over Lucian. "Calista, why don't you go get him some breakfast now that he's awake? It would be a pity if he starved to death after all the trouble we went through to save him." Calista caught on that he wanted to speak with Lucian and nodded. "Okay."Once she had disappeared, Hector looked at Lucion seriously and asked, "Given your headache, did you consume anything you shouldn't have?"Lucian's lips moved slightly. He mumbled, "No…""Are you sure? Could it be that you accidentally consumed something without knowing? You mentioned being hypnotized. Could it be that you consumed it but forgot?"According to the doctor, there was nothing wrong with his test results. If his body was fine, what could cause such sev
Of course, Calista wouldn't let him have it. She avoided Lucian's outstretched hand and set everything down on the nightstand bed."I wasn't sure what you felt like eating, so I got a little bit of everything. Which one do you want? There were bread rolls, pastries, almond milk, oatmeal, and even instant chicken noodle soup… Those were the only options available outside the hospital.Lucian gave his options a quick skim before answering, "Chicken noodle soup."The chicken noodle soup was packed in a plastic container. It had to be eaten hot and would be difficult to hold with one hand. Lucian would end up spilling the soup.Considering the injury on his arm, Calista removed the utensils from their packaging of the utensils and handed them to him. "You should sit by the bed to eat. You'll get it everywhere if you carry it around."Lucian's injuries were concentrated on the upper half of his body. Because his legs were fine, it was still possible for him to get up on his own. Howe
Calista glared at Lucian after she made her point. Her annoyance didn't go away. "It seems to me like you're quite pleased with the fiance Kyros arranged for you. How long has it been? You even remember her name."For Lucian, the name never represented a person. It symbolized the beginning of his suffering. Every time he heard the name being mentioned, it ushered a new round of torment. Although it was true that it hadn't been too long since it happened, he knew that it would probably be difficult for him to forget that name for the rest of his life. Lucian remained silent for a moment. Rather than denying it, he solemnly assured her, "I've never seen her before, Calista. I don't know if she even exists. I never her while Kyros had me locked away. All I remember is her name. It's not going to have any impact on us."Calista felt a pang of guilt in her heart seeing the man explaining things to her so earnestly. She quickly took his hand. "Hey, I was just joking. Calm down. It does
Henry quickly left the ward. His hurried departure made him seem avoidant.Calista tried to pull her hand away, but Lucian refused to let go. She said helplessly, "I'm not leaving. Let go of me. I'm tired, and I just want to take a nap."She hadn't had any rest since she woke up last night, which made her tense. Lethargy washed over her once she learned that Lucian was fine. But with people constantly entering and exiting the ward, she forced herself to stay awake.Now that things had settled down and she had found out about everything she wanted to know, she could no longer fight the drowsiness. Her sentences were punctuated by yawns and tears were welling up in her eyes. To a passer-by, she probably looked pitiful.Lucian's heart softened, prompting him to release her. When he saw Calista heading to the empty bed next to his, he recalled how Paul had slept in that bed just moments ago. His scent was probably still lingering on the sheets. Yet, she was going to lie down in that
Simon could barely maintain his composure as he pulled up on the road shoulder. "Mr. Northwood, the person who died is… Cailyn."Lucian frowned. "Who?""Ms. Webster. Cailyn Webster. The woman who gave you massages." Not wanting Lucian to mistake her for someone else, he made it clear who he was referring to."It happened in the swimming pool. The police are calling in those who were at the party for questioning. It should be your turn soon."Calista had been kept under lock and key in the garden last night. It was a short distance away from the swimming pool. When she had managed to get out, Cailyn was nowhere to be found in the hall.Lucian coldly ordered, "You are not to say anything to her anything about this." She didn't need to know about Cailyn's passing unless the police came her way.…Calista slept for a long time. The sun had already set by the time she woke up. The dazzling sunset was obscured by the curtains, softening its glare. Lucian was seated in the bed next to
Lucian frowned. "Is Callie not done yet?"It had all been speculation up until then. But now, he had clear confirmation that the last person Cailyn had seen before she died was Calista."Only the three of us are here. Are you blind? Can't you see that she's not here with us?" Yara said. She was confused when she was summoned to the police station. It wasn't until she was done giving her statement that she learned that Cailyn had died. She was about to let Calista know when she saw her getting out of the police car with Lucian in tow.She looked suspiciously at Lucian. "Shouldn't you have known about this? Aren't you, the great Mr. Northwood, supposed to have eyes and ears everywhere? How did you not hear about something this serious?"Lucian glanced at her. "I'm not omniscient. Not every trivial matter in the world is significant enough to know. I'm a human being, not a surveillance camera."He checked his watch. His expression turned grim. There was no telling what was going th
Timothy didn't say anything. However, he had no intention of getting out of the car.Yara opened the driver-side door. With one on the roof of the car and the other holding the door handle, she bent down to stare at him. "We're broken up. It's not appropriate for you to be riding with me anymore.""Are you sure you want to break up with me?"Yara hurriedly nodded. She felt like a miserable peasant who had finally found the courage to rebel against her master. Feelings didn't matter anymore. What mattered was her determination to become a pauper who made it big.Timothy nodded and said out loud to himself, "Calista's case is quite a complicated one. There are eyewitnesses and video evidence. Even if she wasn't the one who committed the crime, Cailyn did indeed die in the pool. As long as there's no evidence proving she resurfaced after being pushed in, or unless another perpetrator is caught, Calista stands to be convicted for manslaughter at the very least…"Yara hurriedly jumpe