Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 79

“Son of a bitch!”

Edgar’s veins bulged as he grabbed Tim by the collar and landed a punch squarely on his face. “Where did she leap from? Where did she land?”

His world spun from Edgar’s punch.

Wiping off the trace of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, Tim simply grinned, refusing to

answer.

Edgar landed a kick in his gut.

Tím tumbled to the ground, rolling in pain. It took him a while to clutch his belly and struggle back to his

feet.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Fallen. Even if you beat me to a pulp today, I won’t spill the beans about Sylvia’s

whereabouts.”

“When I find her, I’ll deal with you.”

With that, Edgar stormed out of Tim’s apartment. Before leaving, he ordered his men to confine Tim to

his room and assigned guards to keep watch.

Upon leaving the apartment, Edgar dialed a number.

“Zack, I need you to track Sylvia’s flight from last night and pinpoint her location. Asap.”

Edgar climbed into his car and lit a cigarette, exuding frustration.

By the time he reached his eighth smoke, the phone finally rang.

Without a second’s hesitation, he answered.

“I found it. Her flight from last night crossed a vast mountain range between Frant City and Wind City. There’s a good chance she landed somewhere around there. How’s that for quick?”

Zack’s voice came through, brimming with helplessness, “Didn’t think Tim would have the guts to do this. But that mountain range is massive, Edgar. If she really did jump from a plane, there’s no way she could’ve survived. You sure you want to go down this rabbit hole?”

Edgar’s brow furrowed, his dark eyes twitched uncontrollably, “Alive or dead, I need to see her.”

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made a beeline for the mountain

hoping to be to storu Patric’s villa first thing in the

at

by Patric being home, she had to bide her time until the

Patrict revle, and as soon as he had vacated the

of bodyguards in tow,

out on your ear!” She sat in the back of

Bentley Bentayga pulled up outside the villa.

the car than she was stopped by a couple of bodyguards

Smith’s private digs. He’s not here. Please drop by when Mr. Smith’s at

think you are, gatekeeping me?” Sarah assessed him with a disgusted up–down

blocked her view. “Please go back. Without the order of Mr. Smith,

stance and raised her hand

echoed loud and clear in the hushed

to get physical. Let me spell it out for you, I’m Patric’s betrothed, the Grammer family’s second daughter! You got some nerve

me?”

flaunted her status, upping her haughty

his betrothed, you can’t barge in without Mr. Smith’s

hard for us,”

was hanging by a thread. “Just a bunch of guards! Don’t bite the hand that feeds. As Patric’s fiancee, I suspect he’s playing host to other women in his pad. What’s wrong with a quick sno By all accounts, I’ve got every right. Get with the program

their once resolute

knew better than to rile her up. If things got physical, they couldn’t bear the fallout, so they reluctantly

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she could breach the front door but couldn’t

hair, and marched through the front gate, the guards in tow.

there’s a break–in. We couldn’t stop it.” As soon as Sarah stepped inside, the

villa when she spotted them, froze for a split second, then blurted out, “Who the hell are you? Bursting into someone’s home in broad daylight! Scram, or I’m calling the cops!”

report to visit my own fiance’s villa?” Sarah shot Susan a disapproving look, “Don’t mind her, start the search! We don’t stop

crossing

to intercept the guards, “Not only are you trespassing, you have the

search however I

“What are you numbskulls waiting for? Do you need me to do your job

Sarah strutted over to the sofa,

swoop.

So what if you’re the Grammer family’s

under the collar with Susan’s words, giving the trash can a

cleaned floors got another unceremonious shower of