Chapter 857



This was no illusion or dream. Despite his covered face, Kallie was sure it was Jake, the one she had been waiting to see.

However, Jake only shot her a quick glance before taking her hand quickly. He coughed slightly, looking away to hide his emotions, and spoke calmly.

‘Miss, you’re wrong. I’m not who you think I am.’

But her trembling hands subtly contradicted her words.

‘Yes, you are Jake,’ Kallie stated firmly, her eyes filling with tears, her voice trembling. ‘Don’t take me for a fool, I never mistook you for anyone else. Jake, what are you doing here, where have you been? Please come with me.’

As Kallie spoke, she reached out and took Jake’s hand.

At that moment, Jake’s resolve faded. He wanted to stay with her, against all odds.

But just then, a group rushed up, trying to catch Jake. Seizing the moment, Jake unclasped his hand and ran forward.

The group immediately gave chase, causing instant chaos.

The children, unaccustomed to such scenes, were terrified, and some began to cry.

Kallie felt the urge to chase after them, but the sound of the children crying made her reconsider. She stopped and stood there.

The crowd was thick. She knew she could not leave. Her absence could endanger the children. Kallie quickly took control, calming the children and restoring order. However, she couldn’t get Jake out of her mind, especially with the strange group that had chased him.

Finding an opportunity, Kallie called Brysen, urging her to organize a search party and, if necessary, contact the authorities to ensure Jake’s safety.

‘Mr. Reeves?’ replied Brysen, confused. ‘Miss Nixon, are you sure, Mr. Reeves hasn’t been gone for a long time?’

‘No,’ Kallie replied firmly, without hesitation. ‘I’m sure it was him. It was definitely him.’

Møɍɛ ųρɗα†єş ıŋ ɢαℓŋσνєƖş.ƈσʍ Kallie’s tone softened as she pleaded, ‘Brysen, you must believe me. He’s still alive. It was him, can you help me find him, please?’

Touched by Kallie’s plea, Brysen couldn’t say no. She agreed and quickly mobilised a group to search for Jake, her thoughts scrambled.

Brysen realised that the men chasing Jake were Clayton’s men. Kallie hadn’t noticed because she didn’t know Clayton was there too.

Feeling surprised by the unexpected presence of Clayton’s men, Brysen quickened his pace, worried about the implications.

Jake was soon cornered by Clayton’s men. They had strategically surrounded the area to ensure his capture.

Trapped on the edge of a cliff, blocked by three cars and surrounded by bodyguards, Jake found himself with no escape.

When Clayton stepped out of the car, Jake confronted him and laughed coldly, lowering his mask to reveal his stoic, handsome features.

Clayton looked directly into Jake’s face. He didn’t look the least bit surprised. Instead, a faint smile crossed his lips as he greeted Jake with the ease of an old friend.

‘Mr. Reeves, it’s been a while. I never imagined we’d meet again like this.’

Jake’s expression hardened as he quickly began to put the pieces together.

‘You’ve arranged these people beforehand,’ he said, his voice strained. ‘You knew I’d come here.’

Clayton raised an eyebrow, clearly impressed.

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