Chapter 426
Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

She is neither a trinket nor my woman, as you put it. Her name is Kallie Nixon. If youâre intrigued by her, go ahead and look her up. With her capabilities, she could end you effortlessly.â
The drunkard fumbled with his phone, hastily typing Kallieâs name into a search. His complexion drained of color as he read the contents of the screen.
Jake continued, âShe actually owns this establishment. You claim women here are no good; what does that say about you? I donât want to see you in this place again. Leave now.â
However, Jake had no intention of letting the drunkard depart without a further lesson.
Seating himself on the sofa with Kallie, Jake took her hand reassuringly. âWatch how I handle this troublemaker for you.â
Kallie averted her gaze, her voice low and weary as she spoke for the first time that day. âI want to go home, Jake.â
At her words, Jakeâs expression softened, a warm smile replacing the frost in his eyes. âAlright, letâs head home.â
Once Kallie was safely in the car, Jake delayed their departure. He summoned Edgar.
His expression stern, Jake questioned Edgar, âWhat happened? I instructed your team to monitor her closely and to escort her wherever she went. So why was she unattended? Why did she end up here?â
Edgar was equally perplexed. The personnel assigned to follow Kallie were experienced. Such lapses were uncommon. Considering Kallieâs significance to Jake, the oversight was especially troubling.
After a moment of reflection, Edgarâs countenance grew grim as a particular individual came to mind. Though Edgar remained silent, his troubled expression spoke volumes to Jake.
âTake me back immediately. And summon the family doctor as soon as you get there,â Jake instructed.
After making sure that Kallie was fine, Jake asked the servant to take her to rest. Once Kallie was settled, Jake headed to his study. Lenny was kneeling in the middle of the room.
Lennyâs face was a mess; he still looked defiant.
Edgar sighed inwardly. Lenny was taken in by the real Jack. Despite his young age, Lenny was loyal and competent. Jake had always let Lennyâs mistakes slide with a verbal reprimand, resorting to physical punishment. But this time, Lenny had crossed the line. Jake ordered his men to teach Lenny a lesson.
Despite Lennyâs swollen face, he wasnât seriously hurt. Jake stood there silently, his handsome face a mask of cold fury. It was enough to make anyone shiver. Lenny couldnât hold back the tears anymore. He felt wronged. Heâd done everything for Jake. Why couldnât Jake see that?
Lenny couldnât resist the urge to speak his mind.
âI just donât get it. Kallieâs nothing but trouble! Instead of offering you any help, she had been unwittingly set up and drugged. Just how much longer do you intend to come to her aid and help her solve problems? You havenât even been paying attention to Miss lately. Do you have any idea what sheâs been going through because of you?â
Jake walked over to Lenny, his voice low and menacing. âYou keep talking about âMiss.â What are you really doing this for, me or her? Iâve made my decision. Youâre out. From now on, you can follow your âMissâ wherever you want, but youâre no longer my problem. Let me make one thing clear: if you cross me again, there wonât be any second chances.â
Lenny clenched his jaw, anger and hurt battling within him.
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