Chapter 810



Lacey pressed her lips together.

‘Not exactly. I’ve only heard a few whispers about her, and now I’m intrigued to see who she really is.’

This answer seemed to excite Sarah, but she restrained herself from immediately asking more.

Instead, she looked Lacey up and down, noting the simplicity of her attire despite the grandeur of the occasion.

Sarah couldn’t quite place Lacey’s true origin.

As Sarah hesitated, a group of men dressed as bodyguards approached them.

Lacey’s gaze fell on them, and she knew immediately that they were Cody’s bodyguards.

The bodyguards approached with a respectful bow.

‘Miss Payne, please follow us,’ they said in a polite, formal tone.

Lacey nodded in acknowledgement.

She turned to Sarah, concerned, and gently suggested, ‘Maybe you should see a doctor. You don’t look well.’

Biting her lip, Sarah pulled out a business card and handed it to Lacey, whispering, ‘If you’re interested in learning more about Kallie, come find me.’

Lacey hesitated for a moment before accepting the card, her hesitation evident.

As Lacey walked away with the others, her heart pounded in her chest.

She’d been thinking about how to find out more about Kallie without drawing attention to herself.

Asking around would make it so Kallie couldn’t help but notice.

Luckily, her chance had finally come.

Once Lacey was out of sight, Sarah dropped the facade of fragility she’d been maintaining.

A wild, almost disturbing laugh burst from her mouth.

The memory of Lacey’s look of pity made Sarah’s expression twist with revulsion and irritation.

She hated the sting of the others’ sympathy directed at her.

What right did they think they had to look at her with pity? It didn’t matter, though.

She was sure Lacey would end up being an ally.

Sarah’s laughter faded as her eyes roamed the outline of her frail body, and an overwhelming sadness tugged at her heart, making her want to cry.

Yes, she was sick and painfully aware of her condition.

Her awareness only fuelled her despair and determination.

Resolved, she vowed that before her death, she would make sure she was not alone in her fall.

As Lacey ran to tend to Cody, she passed Kallie.

Their unexpected collision nearly sent Lacey crashing to the ground.

‘Watch where you’re walking,’ Kallie said, grabbing Lacey before she stumbled.

After making sure Lacey was okay, Kallie offered a soft apology.

‘I’m sorry.’

Lacey withdrew her hand from Kallie’s grip silently, her face reflecting a mixture of emotions, and replied in a cold tone.

Unmoved by Lacey’s icy attitude, Kallie simply offered her a warm smile before walking away.

Lacey’s eyes lingered a few moments longer on Kallie’s retreating figure before she turned, prompted by an internal voice.

Lacey thought Kallie wore her mask so well that even the sharpest eyes rarely managed to see through it.

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