Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 78

“In Patric’s villa?”

Sarah’s sleepiness instantly evaporated as she sat bolt upright in bed.

“Spill it, how on earth is Hedda connected to him?”

“Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten? Since Sylvia divorced Edgar, she’s been as thick as thieves with Patric. Despite Edgar transferring the bay villa to her, she didn’t move in, and we’ve never been able to pin

down her actual address.”

“What are you implying?” Sarah scowled.

“Isn’t what I mean obvious enough?” Nancy rolled her eyes, “It means she’s likely shacked up with Patric! We’ve turned Frant City upside down looking for Hedda but to no avail, which makes me think that

Sylvia could’ve tucked him away in Patric’s villa!”

After mulling it over, Sarah conceded that Nancy’s theory held water and promptly dispatched someone to investigate.

After ending the call, Nancy tossed her phone aside in frustration, reclining against the headboard as she

awaited Sarah’s intel.

Hedda’s miraculous survival as a vegetative patient remained a thorn in her side.

No matter how much she strutted like a peacock in public, Hedda’s existence was a constant reminder of

her illegitimate birth.

Having become the Mellis Group’s heir apparent, she sought every chance to eliminate Hedda, but given her mother’s eagle–eyed vigilance, almost never leaving Hedda’s bedside, she struggled to find an opening.

But as long as Hedda clung to life, her claim to the Mellis Group throne would remain shaky.

It was inevitable that she’d be compared to her in the public eye.

Hedda’s disappearance presented a golden opportunity he had to seize the moment and knock off the two most troublesome obstacles!

The dawn gradually illuminated the sky, the morning sunlight softly kissed every nook and cranny, gently rousing the city from its slumber.

Nancy watched as the skies brightened outside her window, her anxiety escalating with each passing

second.

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Snatching it up, she quickly

in Patric’s villa, but our guys have reported that the villa’s security has nearly doubled. The place is locked down tighter than Fort Knox. Something’s definitely

the Grammer family wield,

Nancy deflated.

wits end, totally stumped

my own plans. You don’t have

up before Nancy could respond, hurling her

but suddenly, he started treating Sylvia with kid

his villa, she

it, the angrier she got. She made up her mind to do some snooping around at his villa while Patric was out and

and shine, get

phone call, yanked Elon out of dreamland.

morning, get everything arranged pronto. If anything goes

bodyguard,

“Yes.”

finishing the task assigned to him by Nancy, Tim hopped on the red–eye flight back

to swing by his own apartment,

hit the office to clock

and tiptoed in. Before he could button up the door,

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the swirling smoke, his face was as dark

locked eyes and a wave of panic washed over Tim, but he

poker face.

assistant, the residence was arranged by Edgar,

you need

anything, there was no need to come down here. It’s still early, you haven’t had your morning joe yet, have you? Can I

have you

way. He snuffed out his cigarette in the ashtray with his slender fingers, and

Tim replied, “Well, I don’t think I should be cooped up in the office all the time. I’ve been itching to stretch my legs a bit more, but never seem

“Is that so?”

stretched out his long legs, crossing one over the other, his fingers tapping on the glossy solid wood trim of the

to make Tim feel the

for a bit of morning exercise. Don’t read too

down,” Edgar sighed, a hint of fatigue crossing his face. “Do you think I’m

shook his head. “I don’t know what

it. And last night, you

chatter, his eagle–eyed gaze focused unyieldingly