Chapter 754



At his words, a chill swept through Clayton’s eyes, instantly freezing the air between them.

Sensing the shift, the assistant’s heart sank. He quickly bowed his head, too afraid to meet Clayton’s cold stare.

Clayton’s voice sliced through the tension, cold and threatening. “If I ever hear you speak like that again, I won’t be so forgiving. Do you understand? Another word, and you might find yourself unemployed.”

Under Clayton’s menacing gaze, the assistant felt his nerves fray.

Though Clayton had been accompanied by various women in the past, he had never shown such deep commitment to any single woman. The assistant was baffled by it. Sure, Kallie was both beautiful and talented, but she wasn’t the only one out there. More perplexing was how she continually rebuffed Clayton. What was it about this woman that had such a hold on him?

As they prepared to leave the hospital, a sudden recollection stopped the assistant. He asked Clayton cautiously, “Mr. Morgan, your sister is still in a deep coma, yet you told Kallie she had already died. What should we do now?”

Clayton’s eyes flashed with a dark light. “Once everything calms down, I’ll find a way to send Cara off. She won’t have any chance to return. For now, we’ll let the doctors do what they can for Cara. If she doesn’t recover, so be it.”

Clayton knew he and Cara truly owed Kallie a great deal, but Cara was his sister. He couldn’t simply disregard her. It seemed unlikely that Cara and Kallie would cross paths again. He figured he might as well let Kallie assume Cara had died. He planned to keep Cara secluded and deal with her in his own way.

“Oh, right.” Something else came to mind, and Clayton signaled for his assistant.

The assistant quickly stepped closer, waiting for Clayton’s instructions.

Clayton murmured a set of instructions into the assistant’s ear.

After delivering his orders, Clayton’s look was dark and foreboding. “If you mess this up, you know the consequences.”

The assistant nodded earnestly. “Don’t worry, Mr. Morgan. I’ve got this.”

After several days, the rain finally showed signs of stopping. Due to the severe flooding, leaving the village was still out of the question.

Jake’s mind was occupied with thoughts of departure, his anxiety palpable. Yet, it was undeniable that Lacey’s medical expertise had worked wonders.

Thanks to Lacey, Jake’s injuries had improved significantly, allowing him some mobility, though he remained cautious to avoid aggravating his wounds.

That day, a disturbance outside abruptly drew Jake’s attention. The sounds of an argument escalated into aggressive shouting.

Suddenly, Jeanette rushed to him, her eyes brimming with tears. “Please hurry out with me! My sister is in trouble. Those men are bullying her, and they’re really intimidating. I’m terrified!”

Jake’s face hardened with resolve. “Lead the way.”

As they reached the scene outside the courtyard, Jake found Lacey encircled by a menacing group of men. Typically poised, Lacey appeared visibly shaken, attempting to reason with them to no avail.

Lacey’s efforts were met with hostility as one man pushed her forcefully, sending her tumbling to the ground. Jeanette cried out in distress. Jake hurried over, yelling, “Stop! What do you think you’re doing?”

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