Chapter 110

Chapter 110:

Kyla’s features flickered with emotion, but she quickly put on a placid smile.

“What are you implying? I haven’t done anything,” she said, her innocence feigned, her eyelashes batting as if to ward off suspicion.

Exhausted by the pretense, Sadie snapped, “Get the fuck out!” Her finger jabbed toward the door, her tone icy enough to chill the air between them.

Kyla’s lips tightened, a glimmer of spite flashing in her eyes.

Yet, she held back her words, turning sharply to exit the room, leaving the tension thick in her wake.

Kyla strode out of the master bedroom, her intuition screaming that something was amiss.

There was no way Sadie and Jim didn’t have something hidden between them.

Their hushed conversation made it clear—they didn’t want her to hear a word of it.

Leaning against the wall in the dimly lit hallway, she stared at the closed door of Sadie’s room, her resolve hardening.

She was determined to bring their scheme to light.

As minutes morphed into what felt like hours, her patience frayed at the edges.

The fact that Sadie hadn’t stepped out of her room yet only made her suspicions grow stronger.

“Playing the innocent, are we?” Kyla scoffed softly, her voice a whisper of venom. She was now certain; the duo was hiding something significant.

She was no longer willing to stand idly by, a dark plan beginning to crystallize in her mind.

Pulling out her phone with a determined flick of her wrist, she dialed Isabel’s number.

“Hello, Mrs. Wall! It’s been quite some time since we last spoke. Tell me, how have you been?” Kyla’s tone was dripping with feigned sweetness.

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“Oh, Kyla! It’s been a while. I’m doing just fine. What about you?” Isabel’s voice carried a genuine warmth.

“I’m fantastic, Mrs. Wall. Actually, a friend of mine just returned with some lovely souvenirs from overseas, and I immediately thought of you. I’d love to bring them over to you,” Kyla said, her words coated in the thoughtful politeness one used with an elder.

“That’s incredibly kind of you, Kyla,” Isabel responded, her voice tinged with eager anticipation.

“It’s truly my pleasure, Mrs. Wall. Are you available sometime soon?” Kyla probed, her tone light yet deliberate, weaving her plan with practiced ease.

“I’m free anytime, dear.”

“Perfect! I was actually planning to make dinner for Noah tonight. Why not join us? It’s been ages since we all caught up, and I’ve missed you terribly,” Kyla continued, strategically. Dropping Noah’s name, Kyla knew well that Isabel’s affection for him would make this an offer she couldn’t refuse.

Just as she anticipated, Isabel answered without hesitation, “That sounds wonderful, dear. I haven’t seen my son in what feels like forever. I’ll make my way over soon.”

“That’s wonderful, Mrs. Wall. I’ll be waiting for you at Myrtlewood Estate.” A subtle, victorious smirk danced across Kyla’s lips, her eyes gleaming with scheming delight.

She hung up the phone with a sneer that barely touched her features, betraying her sense of imminent triumph.

“Sadie, just wait. I’ll enjoy watching you fall,” she muttered under her breath.

She pivoted slowly, her gaze drifting scornfully toward the master bedroom.

Sadie could try all she wanted, but at the end of the day, she was just a fool playing chess with a grandmaster.

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