Chapter 227



Even though this move confused Edgar, he had full faith in Jake’s judgment. After all, Jake would never make a wrong call.

Elsewhere, Kallie had a few quiet days. While she was constantly being watched, Bria seemed to have no plans to hurt her for now.

Escape was on Kallie’s mind, but there weren’t any openings yet. Maybe escaping wouldn’t work. Perhaps there was another way out.

Kallie formulated a plan after careful consideration. She decided to befriend Bria. At least, she had to gain Bria’s trust.

By chance, Bria was preoccupied with something lately.

Though usually quiet in the corner, Kallie listened closely to conversations and gossip around her.

The servants would chat amongst themselves whenever they had a spare moment.

In just two days, Kallie almost understood the situation within the Nixon family.

Tyrone, who suffered from Alzheimer’s, had returned searching for someone in vain.

Ewing, the young Nixon heir, and the ever-scheming Bria tagged along on Tyrone’s return trip. It was obvious that a family reunion wasn’t exactly Bria’s main motivation.

Bria was on the hunt, but not for deer in headlights. She needed a healthy specimen. Unfortunately for Kallie, she landed herself in Bria’s clutches.

Lately, Bria had a problem gnawing at her like a pesky rat. Tyrone’s birthday loomed large, and Bria hadn’t decided on a gift yet. Usually, anything Bria picked for a gift would do. Tyrone wouldn’t refuse a present from a youngster. The problem was Tyrone’s memory was about as reliable as a rusty swing set. Half the time, he wouldn’t even recognize Bria.

Bria craved to make a splash, to burn an unforgettable image of herself into Tyrone’s foggy memory.

Kallie had a sliver of freedom as long as she didn’t try to escape from this place. She wasn’t allowed to contact anyone outside these walls. Bria had her communication channels on lockdown. Bria wasn’t worried about Kallie memorizing the escape route. Kallie wouldn’t have a chance to run for her life even if she wanted to.

Kallie, with nothing but time on her hands, started piecing together the puzzle. Armed with intel, Kallie marched right up to Bria.

At this point, Bria was locked in a silent battle with Sarah. From the moment they added each other on their socials, there had been a war between them. Bria strutted around like a peacock, convinced she outshone Sarah in looks and lineage.

Sarah, however, played a different game. She used her “connection” with Jake to poke holes in Bria’s ego. One minute, Sarah would be parading expensive gifts from Jake all over social media. The next, she’d be dropping hints about a fake romantic dinner with him. But Sarah hadn’t expected Bria to actually rush to the address she had posted.

Bria stormed over, only to realize Sarah’s little charade had been just to get under her skin. Fuming and strangely satisfied, Bria confronted Sarah head-on.

Dripping with sarcasm, Bria demanded to know how she didn’t run into Sarah and Jake at the restaurant. She hinted that Sarah’s whole story was a big fat lie. After all, the last time Jake came to Ewing’s manor, he said he had been busy with work lately. He didn’t have time for dates.

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