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Emotion flashed in Karen’s eyes, and she unconsciously pressed her lips together.

“Don’t worry, I won’t let him take you away,” Rebecca said, instantly picking up on Karen’s thoughts. Then she told Mark, who was driving, “Step on it. Let’s get there before Stephen does.”

Mark replied quickly, “Got it.”

He pressed down on the gas, and the car shot forward, much faster than before.

Inside the car, a heavy silence hung in the air.

Ever since that call, Karen hadn’t said a single word–she just stared out the window, quiet and withdrawn, all the way to Rebecca’s Manor.

After they got out of the car, Rebecca was going to ask Victor to keep Stephen out if he showed up, but then she realized that everyone was probably a bit nervous around him. So she delegated the task to Mark instead.

“If Stephen suddenly shows up, make sure he doesn’t go upstairs,” Rebecca instructed.

Mark answered quickly, “Got it.”

Rebecca scanned the room and added, “He’s only allowed in the living room. If he wants to see Kar him to wait until I come downstairs.”

Mark nodded. “Sure.”

St tell

Rebecca glanced at Karen and added one last reminder to Mark, “No matter what he asks, don’t say a word. Just wait for me to come down–let me handle everything.”

“Understood,” Mark replied, completely prepared to do exactly as she said.

Rebecca nodded and repeated her instructions to Victor and the others.

Stephen was sharp, just like Jeffrey–he never missed a detail. If anything seemed off, he’d see right through my excuse about the car, and he’d probably catch onto Karen pretending to faint too.

As for herself, Rebecca wasn’t worried–Stephen wouldn’t dare mess with her.

But the person Rebecca was mostly worried about was Karen.

“Come with me,” Rebecca said, leading Karen upstairs.

During the whole walk, Karen never took her eyes off Rebecca. They barely knew each other–their first meeting had been in the hospital, and before that, every bit of information Karen had about Rebecca was straight out of Stephen’s stories.

Now, looking at her up close….

Rebecca was nothing like the helpless canary Stephen always talked about.

‘Men. You just can’t trust a single word they say,‘ Karen thought to herself.

guest room. “There are new clothes in the closet–feel free to change.

thought Rebecca was really gentle.

“No matter what happens, just stay in

comes…” Karen murmured,

come barging in here,” Rebecca reassured her. “Just stay quiet and you’ll be

Karen agreed.

her instructions, she

to handle Stephen before he gets here,‘ Rebecca

out to

vibe an unexpected

Stephen and me?” Karen ventured, sensing that her actions—and that call–had probably given everything away. There was no way

Rebecca shrugged, clearly not the type

lips pressed tight, then finally murmured the words she’d uttered most tonight,

Rebecca signaled for Karen to get some rest

white dress–so quiet and gentle. But today, Karen was dressed much more formally and carried herself

closed the door

glasses

as ever.

strode past Mark and asked

politely, “Ms.

owned the place, but Mark quickly stepped in

his way.

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and shot him a questioning

at Mark, a face

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could say anything, Mark cut in, “Sir, upstairs is off–limits unless the owner invites you. You can’t just

even know who I am?” Stephen

or less,” Mark answered deadpan, his lips barely moving. “You’re Rebecca’s

Stephen blinked.

others

paused, totally thrown

business. “If you’ve got something

him with a stare, the

didn’t bat an

dropping a notch. He was starting to su guy was someone Jeffrey had planted

sounding robotic- strictly by the book. “If you need an answer, I

gaze chilled even

like to ask?” Mark asked,

him, eyes cold and silent, refusing to answer. ‘Does this guy really think he can block me?’ he

go upstairs

all,” Stephen said coolly and turned toward