Chapter 1198

Cecilia thought to herself, ‘I may not be able to confront Fred directly, but I dare you, Blake, to stay in Southern Haven Villas indefinitely.’

When Blake stepped out of the police car at Southern Haven Villas, she was initially barred from entering. However, a middle-aged woman called out from behind, “Let her in, young man. I know her.

She’s a good person.” It was Margaret, holding Dalton.

Zachary compared the photos and, after receiving information from a guard, permitted Blake to enter.

As Blake entered, she noticed someone hiding in the bushes with a camera. She shouted, “There’s someone in the bushes taking pictures! Catch him!”

The discovered photographer attempted to flee, but Zachary fired a warning shot, declaring, “Run again, and the next bullet won’t miss.”

The loud bang startled the birds in the forest and caused the photographer, now terrified, to wet himself and fall to the ground. Blake hurried over and checked his camera, finding it full of pictures of Dalton.

Feeling that something was wrong, Blake demanded, “Who hired you to take these photos?”

“I don’t know! I was just paid to do a job. I swear I don’t know anything! Please, don’t kill me!” pleaded the photographer..

“Show me the phone number of the person who contacted you,” Blake insisted.

r The man displayed a string of unfamiliar numbers. A familiar voice answered when Blake dialed the number, “Have you gotten the photos 1 requested? They’re for Ms. Samford. Mess this up, and you’ll deeply regret it.”

Blake recognized it was Susan’s voice. She learned that they only wanted photos of Dalton. After confirming that the photos had not been sent, Blake destroyed the camera’s memory card and smashed the camera. She could not take any chances with Cecilia’s intentions, especially since a child was involved. Blake thought, ‘It was a close call.’

“Ms. Dion, would you like some water?” Margaret’s voice broke her train of thought.

Returning to reality, Blake asked Margaret, “You know me?”

Margaret replied, “Of course, Ms. Jent mentioned you and showed me your photo. Ms. Harper is your cousin, right?”

Blake nodded. “Yes. You know her as well?”

Margaret laughed. “Oh, absolutely! Every time she visits, the food I prepare is never enough. I recall a few months ago, she consumed two whole pots! Mr. Jardin appeared displeased. If Ms. Jent hadn’t intervened, Ms. Harper might’ve eaten even more. By the way, Ms.

Dion, I’ve been curious since the wedding. Why did Mr. Jardin and Ms.

Jent suddenly disappear? And those strangers at the gate, I have no idea where they came from.”