Chapter 667



Jake acted like he was about to pull out his phone to call Cara. The guards were visibly alarmed. They had been employed by Cara for several years, and everyone understood that after her rescue, she had transformed profoundly. Her moods were now unpredictable.

With Clayton’s protection, Cara had grown even more haughty and callous toward others’ lives. The grim fates of those who had offended her were well remembered by all.

Furthermore, it was common knowledge within the manor how crucial Jake was to Cara. She would always put him ahead of her own daughter.

Previously, after Jake departed the manor, a palpable sense of dread had hung over everyone. Some had even cautioned Cara against investing her time in Jake, believing it was in her best interest.

Cara had remained silent then. However, the following day, a body was discovered in the sea, incomplete and battered. She bluntly declared that this was the direct result of meddling in her relationship with Jake.

The group understood that if Jake indeed called Cara, they would find themselves in grave danger, with survival unlikely. A palpable fear took hold, reflected in their wide-eyed expressions.

One of the guards quickly covered the nephew’s mouth while the others offered deferential bows to Jake. “Mr. Reeves, there’s no reason for us to question you. Since Ms. Morgan asked you to take her away, we wouldn’t dare stop you. Please, take her quickly.”

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Jake’s features softened slightly. He let out a light smirk. “That’s more like it.”

Jake approached Kallie, who was sprawled on the floor, casting a complex gaze upon her. Her wrists and ankles bore the harsh red marks of ropes. Her clothes were in tatters, and her once meticulous hairstyle was now in disarray. The extent of her suffering was unimaginable—had Jake not arrived when he did.

Jake had been baffled before. He couldn’t grasp why Cara targeted Kallie. But now it clicked. Cara had probably seen him entwined with Kallie at the bar. Thus, what almost befell Kallie could be traced back to him.

Jake rationalized his sudden surge of compassion. Given what Cara had done, helping Kallie was the right thing to do.

Jake stooped down and gently lifted Kallie off the ground. The sensation was odd. He felt a softness that was somehow comforting. It was as if a void in his heart had been filled.

Jake looked down at Kallie, who was still unconscious. She seemed to stir slightly, whispering his name. Tears trickled from her eyes, falling onto his hands.

Her tears spurred a flutter in Jake’s chest. He clenched his lips tight, masking his turmoil, and then hastened away with Kallie in his arms.

Jake found a place for Kallie to rest, but as he turned to leave, he sensed that something was amiss with her. Her skin was hot to the touch, her face red, and her movements restless, as if she were struggling with an unseen adversary.

The image of the guards surrounding Kallie flashed through Jake’s mind. He suspected they might have drugged her.

Initially, Jake had planned to use this time to search for Elma, but now Kallie demanded his attention. Since Cara had attempted to drug him, she likely gave the drug to those guards. The potential side effects were unknown to him, and leaving Kallie in such a state would feel too cruel.

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