Chapter 210: Chapter 587

Betrayed, Yet Bound To The Billionaire by Grace MadelineWords: 7073

Chapter 587 She deliberately quickened her pace , her laughter bubbling up as Percival kept striding behind her .

Odalys chuckled softly , clearly amused by the little game .

Percival didnt mind her antics .

Instead , he let her have fun until she finally staggered upstairs , Percival opened her bedroom door , watching as she stumbled inside and collapsed onto the bed ..

Let me know if youre not feeling well Percival said .

Odalys didnt respond .

She rolled onto her side and pulled the blanker over her head Percival remained standing by her bedside .

Quietly , he removed her shoes , shut the window , and poured a glass of water to leave on the nightstand .

Then , he silently left the room After lingering just outside her door , Percival opened it again to check on her .

Satisfied that she was sleeping soundly , he turned and headed downstairs .

Crossing the quiet , darkened grounds , he went to Callums quarters .

He opened the door without hesitation and stepped inside .

It was late , and Callum sat on the edge of his bed , reviewing some documents under the dim light of a bedside lamp .

Percival , why are you here so late ? Callum said , startled .

He moved to stand , but Percival waved him back down -Didnt I tell you to ou to rest ? Whats so urgent that it cant wait ? Percival asked , his voice calm but firm .

Callum looked sheepish , setting aside his papers .

I couldnt sleep .

Lying around all day doesnt help .

I thought Id review the upcoming quarters schedule instead , he admitted , removing his glasses and running a hand through his hair .

Hows the hand ? Any feeling in it ? Percival asked quietly Percival poured a glass of water and handed it to him .

His gaze shifted to Callums injured hand .

He thought , That hand was nearly crushed .

because he was trying to text me .

The thought lodged in his throat , but he swallowed it down .

Its sore , but thats a good sign theres still feeling .

Odalys said itll take time to recover fully .

For now , I can manage just fine using my left hand .

Callum replied with a small smile , lifting his good hand in a joking show of strength .

The Stewart family was known for its ambidexterity .

Everyone in its circle could write with both hands and shoot with precision , unlike most , who relied solely on their dominant hand .

Get some rest , Percival said .

If anything feels off , let Callum know .

Dont stay up late again tonight He pushed the documents out of Callums reach , making it clear the conversation was over .

Callum rubbed his nose and gave a reluctant nod .

Gor If youre bored , play chess with Dorian or have coffee with Evander .

Focus on recovering first , Percival instructed , watching Callums slight nod before handing him a glass of water .

Satisfied , Percival stood and left the room .

As he closed the door , he noticed a figure leaning casually against a shadowed corner .

The faint glow of a cigarettes ember and the quiet rise of smoke were unmistakable .

How long have you been standing there? Percival asked .

Without turning the figure Orson exhaled a long weary stream of smoke .

From the moment you went in .

He flicked a stray leaf off his shoulder and kicked a pebble away , his expression as unreadable as always What happened ? Percival asked , stepping closer .

He plucked the cigarette from Onsons fingers and extinguished it Finnians not going to make it through the night , Orson said quietly , his voice heavy .

Orson thought , Tin not doing this out of some s selfless compassion , but after more than a decade of seeing Finnian as a brother , its hard to ignore Chapter 587 that hes now facing a slow and painful death .

How about we go upstairs for a drink ? Percival offered Orson nodded slightly and followed him into Stewart Villa .

Their footsteps were synchronized , each maintaining a calculated distance It was second nature if trouble came from ahead , the one behind would have room to maneuver , a habit ingrained in families accustomed to a life of danger The house was silent as they made their way to the study .

Once there , Percival retrieved a bottle of vintage red wine .

He poured a glass and handed it to Orson Thank you .

Orson muttered , lifting the glass .

He glanced at Percivals shirt , noting the disheveled collar and missing buttons an unusual sight for someone who usually presented a meticulous image .

Did Odalys do that ? Orson teased Percival looked down as if noticing the state of his shirt for the first time .

He gave a slight shrug .

She mixed up her drinks tonight thought it was juice .

She got a bit tipsy and playful .

Orson listened , silently amused .

After taking a sip of his wine , a thought crossed his mind .

By the way , did you hear about Caspian contacting Elias in the East District ? Is the Bennett family teaming up with him ! Sure , the guys rich , but hes not exactly known for his business sense .

Orson asked , a faint hint of confusion in his voice .

It seemed that the Bennett family had been aiming to ally with influential families , but they ended up settling for Elias instead .

Eliass son passed away .

Theyre looking for someone to perform a posthumous marriage , Percival explained , his voice even .

The phrase sent a shiver down Orsons spine .

He rubbed the back of his neck , an uneasy feeling crawling over him as he quickly went around , turning on every light in the study .

Posthumous marriage ? Seriously ? With whom ? Other than Sophia , the Bennett family only has Hannah left .

I heard she was arrested after someone tipped off the authorities .

But shes supposed to be released tonight since theres no evidence of any transaction and no money changed hands Orson said .

Percival ran his fingers along the rim of his glass , gazing at the deep red liquid swirling inside .

The delicate are it formed caught his eye .

It seems the Bennett family wants to offer Sophia a posthumous marriage to secure funding from Elias .

Percival said thoughtfully .

He thought .

In the nightclub , everything became clear .

Windsor knocked Sophia out this was their plan from the start .

They adopted her in a rush , but once she became a liability , they were just as eager to exploit her .

Well , that sounds like quite the spectacle .

I think Ill go watch .

Orson smirked .

He tossed back his wine in one gulp and set the glass down with a heavy clink .

Then he glanced at Percivals injured leg .

Youre better off sitting this one out .

Ill give you a live report Im curious to see how they handle posthumous marriages these days , Orson added , a playful edge in his voice as he hurried toward the door .

Percival watched Orson leave before heading to his room .

After a quick shower , he emerged in a robe , towel drying his damp hair .

Water glistened at the tips of his dark locks , tracing a path down his chest and vanishing beneath the robe .

He walked toward the next room , pushing the door open to find the bed empty .

The only sign of occupancy was a rumpled blanket , and the room was quiet and still .

Where are you , Odalys ? he murmured , his brows knitting in concern .