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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up, she quickly swiped to answer, “Well? Any news

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

or the Grammer family wield, we

Nancy deflated.

her wits end, totally stumped about what to do

You don’t have to worry

Nancy could respond, hurling her phone

her the cold shoulder, but suddenly, he started

about Sylvia and Hedda potentially being in his

got. She made up her mind to do

shine, get up

call, yanked Elon

villa this morning, get everything arranged pronto. If anything goes off the rails, it’s on

at the bit to argue that he was just a bodyguard, that

“Yes.”

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

the scent, he decided to swing by his own apartment, freshen up with a shower, and

hit the office to

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

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saw it was

his face was as dark as thunder.

a wave of panic washed over

poker face.

arranged by Edgar, so he had the

need to see

his cool, 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

you been?”

cigarette in the ashtray with his slender fingers, and his icy gaze

be cooped up in the office all the time. I’ve been itching to stretch my legs a bit

“Is that so?”

the other, his fingers tapping

to make Tim

the pavement for a bit of morning exercise. Don’t read too much into it.”

you’ve really let me down,” Edgar sighed, a hint of fatigue crossing his face.

“I don’t know what you’re

taps on Nancy have been removed. You used my name for it.

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