Chapter 33
Trapped in Love
Chapter 33 Sinking Without a Trace Carolineâs expression twisted with disdain. âIf thatâs the case, then you better make sure to discipline her properly from now on. Tell her to stop finding fault with me all the time!â
With those words, Caroline forcefully stormed out of the room, leaving Evan standing alone in his office, his brows furrowed in thought.
After a moment, he retrieved his phone and dialed Reubenâs number. âHowâs the investigation progressing?â
Reubenâs voice came through the line. âMr. Jordan, the deputy dean has passed away, so we couldnât confirm anything. However, we did find the teacher who taught Ms. Love that year.â
He continued, âShe explained that Ms. Love was bullied during that time, which caused her to suffer from some sort of trauma. But the orphanage covered it up.â
A dark cloud crossed Evanâs face.
âThereâs another matter,â Reuben added.
âGo on,â Evan urged âThe dean informed me that the girl with the red mole on her earlobe went by the name Lyra. Itâs possible that Ms. Love changed her name after being adopted.â
Deep lines etched across Evanâs forehead. âDid you manage to contact her adoptive parents?â
Reuben replied, âI had someone reach out to them, but by the time our contact went to their address, they had already moved without leaving any traces behind.â
âKeep investigating.â Evan commanded firmly.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Suddenly, a knock interrupted their conversation. âMr. Jordan! Please come to the fashion design.
department immediately. Ms. Love has collapsed.â
When it was time to leave work, Caroline realized she was the last one remaining in the office. To her surprise, Reuben was not waiting for her at the company entrance as usual.
Feeling a sense of relief, she made her way toward the road, intending to hail a taxi and visit her mother at the hospital. However, after waiting for over ten minutes, she grew impatient.
Just then, a Lamborghini stopping in front of heri.
The car window rolled down, revealing a gentle and vaguely familiar face. âMs. Shenton?â the man inquired.
Caroline was momentarily taken aback, trying to recall where she had seen that face before. After a brief moment, she asked, âMr. Xander?â
A smile crept onto Neilâs face as he spoke tenderly, âWhere are you headed? Allow me to give you a ride.â
âItâs alright, I can find a taxi,â Caroline tactfully declined.
Neil persisted, âIt might take you at least an hour to find a taxi during this rush hour. Let me save you the trouble.â
Caroline was struck speechless.
Reluctantly, she accepted the offer and got into the car, wanting to reach the hospital sooner.
After fastening her seatbelt, Neil turned to her with a smile, âWhere are you going?â
Caroline replied, âAngelbay Private Hospital. Thank you, Mr. Xander.â
Neil chuckled. âItâs no trouble at all. I still owe you a sincere apology for my cousinâs behavior the other day.â
Awkwardness settled between them. âThat wasnât your fault. You donât have to apologize to me.
Neil turned to look at her. âAre you sick? Why are you going to the hospital?â
Caroline shook her head. âNo, my mother is hospitalized.*
Stunned by her reaction, remorse flickered in Neilâs eyes. âIâm sorry to hear that,â he offered.
sincerely.
Caroline responded with a casual smile before falling into silence. Meanwhile, Neil couldnât help.
but steal glances at her, struck by the uncanny resemblance she bore to his mother.
Their features exuded a similar blend of stubbornness and tenderness, particularly their captivating eyes that held an ancient charm. They could easily pass for siblings.
Neil attempted to break the tension with a gentle tone. âMs. Shenton, you remind me of someone I know.â
Caroline was left speechless, her mind swirling with thoughts. âIs this some kind of modernâday tactic people use to flirt with others?â
Observing him with a hint of wariness, she adopted a more assertive tone. âMr. Xander, what exactly do you mean?â
www She found it hard to believe that someone would go out of their way to give her a ride after just one encounter.
Neil responded honestly, hoping to clarify the situation. âPerhaps you bear a striking resemblance to her, soâ¦â
Caroline interrupted, her tone sharp with sarcasm. âSo, you gave me a ride before asking for my contact information. You want to approach me by pretending that I resemble someone, right?â
Neil was taken aback by her defensive reaction, not expecting her to be so vigilant.
Quickly, he explained, âMs. Shenton, I apologize for the misunderstanding. I was referring to my sister, who disappeared when she was very young.
Caroline was rendered speechless once again.
Is he taking me for a fool?!!
She spoke sternly, noticing the hospital just ahead. âMr. Xander, please stop the car and let me out.
Neil immediately pulled over, a tinge of regret in his gentle eyes. âMs. Shenton, I did sense a familiarity when I saw you, but I assure you, Iâm not the person you think I am Caroline scoffed coldly. âThank you, Mr. Xander. But Iâm not the type of woman to be easily fooled by wealthy heirs like yourself.â
With those words, she opened the car door resolutely and left.
Sitting alone in the car, Neil was left shellâshocked He couldnât fathom how someone could resemble both Lyra and his mother so closely in both appearance and characterâ¦
Meanwhile, Caroline arrived at the hospitalâs inpatient department and discreetly inquired if Scott. was on duty that day. Upon learning that he wasnât, she proceeded toward the ward.
However, when she reached the door of the ward, she heard Katieâs distressed voice, barely stifling her sobs. âWhy do you insist on tormenting a child who isnât even yours? Bradley, youâre a heartless monster!â