Chapter 13



Kallie bit her pale lip, yearning to retort. But as she reached for her phone to type a response, the receptionist halted her with a stern hand gesture. “Don’t waste our time. If you keep bothering me, I’ll call security!”

The receptionist then shoved Kallie back. With no other option, Kallie texted Jake instead. “I’m downstairs, but the receptionist won’t let me in.”

However, Jake didn’t respond to her message.

Kallie paced back and forth, realizing that the longer she waited, the more likely her meal would lose its appeal. She approached the receptionist once more with a sentence on her phone. “Could you please inform Mr. Reeves that I am here?”

Kallie refrained from revealing she was Jake’s wife, fearing it might embarrass him.

The receptionist rolled her eyes dismissively. “If we run off to tell Mr. Reeves every time a lunatic claims to see him, he’ll never get his work done!”

Left without alternatives, Kallie took a seat on a sofa in the lobby’s corner, a designated rest area where she decided to wait until Jake was done for the day.

Observing Kallie settle down, the receptionist spitefully poured her a glass of water and set it down with a smirk. “If you insist on waiting, then wait. Mr. Reeves uses the private elevator directly to the parking garage after work. He won’t even come this way. Let’s see how long you last!”

Anxious, Kallie continuously glanced at her phone screen, yet there was still no response from Jake. Could he be tied up with something?

Just then, the elevator doors parted. Jake emerged, his arm linked with Sarah’s.

Upon spotting Kallie, Jake’s face registered surprise. “Why are you here?” he asked, his tone edged with confusion.

The receptionist, taken aback by Jake’s unexpected appearance and his acquaintance with Kallie, rushed over in a panic, fearing for her job. “Mr. Reeves, she claimed she was here to bring you food, but I couldn’t verify her identity, so I hesitated to let her up,” she hastily said.

“Who asked you to bring food?” Cutting off the receptionist mid-explanation, Jake directed his question sharply at Kallie.

Kallie started to raise her hand, intending to clarify, but then stopped herself. Noticing Sarah’s smug look, Kallie pieced everything together. Sarah probably used Jake’s phone to deceive her into believing Jake wanted her to bring food, which led her to prepare his favorite meals.

Kallie gestured her apology to Jake before turning to leave through the company’s main entrance.

Kallie appeared fragile, her movements unsteady as she walked. Jake observed her closely, the medical records he had seen earlier flashing in his mind. She suffered from malnutrition and anemia.

gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s․com offers tales worth telling “Darling, why don’t we try the food that mute prepared? You mentioned it was tasty, right?” Sarah suggested, leaning on Jake’s arm and pouting slightly.

However, before Sarah could hear Jake’s reply, he unexpectedly pulled away and moved swiftly toward Kallie.

Sarah’s expression turned stormy. She recalled how Jake had brushed her off at the bar. Glaring at the receptionist nearby, she snapped, “Don’t you dare say anything!”

Rushing after Jake, Sarah followed him closely.

As Kallie reached the company’s entrance, a black Mercedes pulled up to the curb.

“Kallie? What are you doing here?” Ethan asked from the car, rolling down his window.

“Get in. Where do you need to go? I’ll take you,” Ethan offered, seeing her hesitation.

With the evening rush approaching and taxis scarce, Kallie paused briefly before accepting Ethan’s offer and climbing into his car.

Unbeknownst to her, Jake had followed her out and witnessed her getting into Ethan’s vehicle.

Jake’s face clouded over in an instant. He marched toward the nearby Bentley Mulsanne and jerked the driver’s door open with a fierce tug.

“Jake! Wait for me!” Sarah called out just as Jake was about to hit the accelerator. She hurried over, breathless, and slid into the passenger seat.

“Jake, calm down. How about we grab dinner together?” Before Sarah could finish her plea, Jake floored it.

The car lurched forward, slamming Sarah back against her seat as she let out a scream. Jake had never pushed the car to its limits like this!

The Bentley Mulsanne darted through traffic, skillfully overtaking a black Mercedes with remarkable agility. Jake slammed on the horn aggressively.

Meanwhile, Ethan, deep in conversation with Kallie, was startled by the blaring horn and caught sight of Jake. He quickly downshifted and stepped on the gas, managing to pull ahead of the Bentley Mulsanne once again. Jake wanted him to stop the car and let Kallie out? Not a chance!

It never crossed Kallie’s mind that Jake would chase them in his car, much less initiate a high-speed pursuit with Ethan.

The two vehicles sped furiously, tearing along at dangerous speeds. Kallie clutched the passenger-side handle, her eyes wide with fear.

As they raced toward the outskirts, the roads became unfamiliar to Kallie, adding to her unease about where Ethan was leading her.

But Jake was undeterred in his chase.

Everything came to a head at a deserted intersection where Jake made a sudden, sharp acceleration, maneuvering the Bentley Mulsanne to block the Mercedes, forcing Ethan to a screeching halt.

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