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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with a handful of bodyguards in tow,

sex. Whether you’re Sylvia or Hedda, I want you out on your ear!” She

Bentley Bentayga pulled up

she was stopped by a couple

Mr. Smith’s at home,” a suit clad, sunglasses wearing bodyguard

Sarah assessed him with a disgusted up–down gaze,

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

raised her hand for a good

echoed loud and clear in the hushed residential zone.

nice asking you to step aside, but no dice, you had to push me to get physical. Let me spell it out for you, I’m Patric’s betrothed, the Grammer family’s second

me?”

flaunted her status, upping her haughty

you can’t barge in without

hard for us,”

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.

glances, their once

well aware of Sarah’s high status and knew better than to rile her up. If things got physical,

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marched through the front

couldn’t stop it.” As soon as Sarah stepped inside, the guard gave

out, “Who the hell are

a report to visit my own fiance’s villa?” Sarah shot Susan a disapproving look, “Don’t

crossing a

the guards, “Not only are you trespassing, you

however I please.”

threw Susan a scornful glance, then turned to the guards, “What are you numbskulls waiting for? Do you need

strutted over to the sofa,

swoop.

you’re the Grammer family’s daughter? You don’t hold a candle

Susan’s words, giving the trash can a good

floors got another unceremonious shower