Chapter 467 Menu Mariela frowned, staring at the text message, lost in thought.
The message could have been sent by someone from Nikolasâs side, but it could also be from someone with ulterior motives pretending to be from Nikolas. She couldnât act rashly; she had to figure out the source of the message before making a move.
She couldnât just walk into a trap.
When she lay down again, Mariela was wide awake.
Thinking about her sister, who was still missing and whose fate was unknown, her heart felt heavy, and she was overwhelmed with anxiety.
Julietteâs extreme fans were also a potential threat to her.
The terrifying expression of Jakob who had tried to throw acid at her was deeply etched in Marielaâs mind, becoming her nightmare.
Mariela had never experienced anything like this before.
She had been lucky to dodge Jakob, but what about next time?
Juliette had over five million fans. It was easy to dodge an open attack, but hard to guard against a hidden one. Mariela didnât know when she might face retaliation from other fans.
No, she had to take action. She couldnât let what happened yesterday happen again.
Her mind was racing with thoughts.
Marielaâs eyelids grew heavier, and as sleepiness took over, she closed her eyes heavily.
She didnât sleep well that night, tossing and turning, waking up several times. The last time she woke up was at 8 a.m., and the sun came out.
The first thing Mariela did after opening her eyes was to call a friend who was a tech expert in the communications field. âHelp me trace the source of this number.â
The text message number wasnât the usual 10âdigit number but a long string of digits, like a spam message.
She couldnât identify the source of the number herself, so she had to ask her friend for help.
Her friend replied, âNo problem, Iâll get back to you later.â
âThanks.â
âNo need to be polite with me.â
Soon, her friend called back, âThe message was sent domestically, from New York.â
Mariela wondered, âNew York? Did Nikolas still have people there?â
Her friend said, âIâll send you the exact address.â
âOkay.â
After hanging up, she received the address from her friend on WhatsApp.
Mariela immediately forwarded the address to someone else to investigate.
As the heiress of the Logan family in New York, she had plenty of resources and connections at her disposal. Investigating such things was a piece of cake for her.
Soon, the person replied, âItâs an apartment, and the ownerâs name is Juliette Murphy.â
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