Chapter 697



A smirk spread across Cara’s face. “What are you implying?” she asked. “Are you threatening to call the police on me?”

Calvin shook his head, maintaining his composure. “Please don’t misunderstand. I’m not threatening you. I just want my mom to know where I am and that I’m safe. I don’t want her to worry.”

Cara snorted, seeing through Calvin’s motives. Kallie would have scooped Calvin up in an instant if she had known he was here. She wasn’t finished with her game just yet. She was determined to keep Calvin right where he was for a while.

Ignoring Calvin’s words, Cara motioned with her hand.

The servants knew exactly what she meant and brought out a table laden with dishes. Every single dish looked mouthwatering. Cara smiled at Calvin. “This is all for you,” she declared. “You can leave once you’ve eaten every bite. Don’t worry, I wouldn’t dream of tricking you. What would be the point of fooling a child?”

Calvin stared at the overflowing table, his heart sinking. It was an impossible amount of food, even for a grown-up. And he was just a little boy. Cara was clearly making this as difficult as possible for him.

Seeing through her game, Calvin abandoned all pleasantries. “Let me go,” he commanded.

𝕄ØЯE 𝕌PĐΛTΞŞ IИ GΛŁИØVΞŁŞ.ᑕØᗰ Cara’s eyes narrowed at Calvin’s serious expression. The angered Calvin was the spitting image of Jake. Why? Why did even a child treat her this way? Kallie must have put him up to this, teaching him how to get under her skin.

Enraged by this thought, Cara stormed toward Calvin and slapped him across the face.

The impact sent Calvin stumbling, a bright red welt blooming on his skin. He bit his lip, determined not to cry.

Cara’s breath came in ragged gasps. She realized she had lost her composure.

A sly look flashed across Cara’s face as a plot swiftly took place in her mind. “You little thief!” she shrieked. “How dare you try to steal my belongings!”

Calvin stared at her in disbelief. “Are you seriously making this up?”

Cara shot a quick look at Keely.

Keely caught Cara’s hint instantly. She hurried upstairs, retrieved a necklace, and placed it around Calvin’s neck.

This was a blatant setup.

Cara narrowed her eyes with a self-satisfied smirk, looking down at Calvin. “With both witnesses and evidence, the necklace you stole, valued at over a hundred million, is undeniable. Even if your mother comes, without a clear explanation, she won’t be able to take you away.”

Calvin, still inexperienced in dealing with such a situation, exclaimed, “But this is a trap! I didn’t even lay a finger on that necklace!”

Cara’s laughter was filled with victory. “Oh, is that so? Can you prove I’ve laid a trap for you?”

Stumped, Calvin was at a loss for words. The tension in the room made it clear that everyone was leaning toward Cara’s perspective.

With a fearful glance, Calvin looked at Cara and asked, “What do you want from me?”

With a slight lift of her chin and a disdainful tone, Cara commanded, “Kneel.”

Calvin clenched his jaw, resisting.

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