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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phone frilled. Snatching it up, she quickly swiped to

guys have reported that the villa’s security

family wield, we can’t afford to get on Patric’s bad side,

Nancy deflated.

wits end, totally stumped about what to do next.

don’t

Nancy could respond, hurling her phone aside in

given her the cold shoulder, but suddenly, he started treating Sylvia with kid gloves,

potentially being in his

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

shine, get

a phone call, yanked Elon out

morning, get everything arranged pronto. If anything goes off

his eyes, was champing at the bit to argue that he was just a bodyguard, that these chores should be handled by an assistant, but eventually he gave in with a grunt of

“Yes.”

Tim hopped on the

throw Edgar off the scent, he decided to swing by his own apartment, freshen up with

hit the office to clock

car in the garage and tiptoed in. Before he could button up the door, he caught sight of a silhouette

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swirling smoke, his face was as dark as

wave of panic washed over Tim, but he

poker face.

his assistant, the residence was arranged by Edgar,

did you need to see

Tim put down his bag and said, “You could’ve just given me a bell if you needed anything, there was no need to come down here. It’s still early, you haven’t had

have you

the volley of questions thrown his way. He snuffed out his cigarette in the ashtray with his

to stretch my legs a bit more, but never seem to find the time. Didn’t want it to mess

“Is that so?”

other, his fingers tapping on the glossy solid

make

Fallen, I’m just hitting the pavement for a bit of morning exercise. Don’t read too much into

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

head. “I don’t know what

on Nancy have been removed. You used my name for it. And last night, you left

ceased his chatter, his eagle–eyed gaze focused unyieldingly on Tim.