Hiding Behind Her Superficiality by Kyla Olson

Chapter 677 Let Her Go
On the other hand, Faith’s countenance immediately contorted into an intensely
unpleasant expression. Nevertheless, she still wanted to preserve her fragile image in
front of others. So, she retorted defiantly, “What nonsense are you spouting? How
could I possibly receive benefits from someone else?” While saying this, she
deliberately conjured two tears, making it appear she had endured a great grievance.
Her performance was executed with such convincing emotion that it could have easily
deceived others.
Remaining unmoved by her tears, Callum disregarded the display of emotion and
pressed on with his questioning. Firmly, he reiterated, “I will ask you one final time,
and it is in your best interest to tell me the truth. Whose benefits did you receive?”
Despite this, Faith remained resolute in her position and persisted in withholding the
truth. She maintained her claim, stating, “I didn’t receive any benefits.”
“Fine. If you don’t tell me, perhaps Hope will,” he declared, redirecting his gaze toward
her sister.
Meanwhile, Hope, initially thinking she had evaded scrutiny, began to feel a sense of
unease upon witnessing Callum’s stern gaze fixed upon her. Gathering her courage,
she recounted her recollection, “I can’t provide all the specific details, but on that
particular night, Faith quietly left her room, claiming she needed to use the restroom.
Something felt amiss, so I decided to follow her. To my surprise, I discovered her
engaged in a hushed conversation with a stranger in the secluded corner of the
Winthrop Family’s garden.”
“Where did they meet?”
“It was near a wall in a secluded corner of the garden. At that moment, I overheard
fragments of their conversation, which appeared to be about tampering with the food.”
Raising an eyebrow, Callum shifted his gaze to Faith, whose pretense had begun to
crumble. With a stern tone, he confronted her again, “Are you still not admitting it?”
“Fine. Since I’ve done it, I’ll admit it,” she declared, lifting her head and discarding her

previous facade of helplessness. Then, she boldly confessed, “Yes, I did it. So, what?”
She exuded a sense of certainty, seemingly convinced he wouldn’t dare take drastic
actions against her. While she harbored some fear about facing his intense
questioning, she was not entirely helpless or devoid of a plan.
Callum, keenly observant, took notice of her demeanor, and suspicions started to form
in his mind. He inquired, “You admitted it rather quickly. Is there someone supporting
you from behind, influencing your actions?”
“No, but I want to clarify that you wouldn’t dare lay a hand on me.”
After witnessing Faith’s unwavering confidence, he was on the verge of laughter.
Suppressing the urge, he retorted, “What status do you possess? Why do you
assume I wouldn’t dare confront you?”
“Only I possess the antidote.”
When she mentioned the word “antidote,” Callum’s expression turned grim, and his
demeanor grew even more resolute. He swiftly approached her, gripping her collar
firmly, and demanded, “What antidote? What did you put in the food?”
“A simple food incompatibility wouldn’t be enough to kill anyone. Food poisoning is
just a cover on the surface. The truth is that the food Mrs. Winthrop consumed was
laced with drugs. So, if you dare lay a hand on me, she will die with me.”
Since she has revealed the incident’s truth, it is plausible that she has made extensive
preparations, and it is also possible that she does not possess the alleged antidote.
Despite his anger, Callum recognized the importance of acting cautiously to ensure
Elspeth’s safety. He refrained from recklessly searching Faith and released his grip,
causing her to fall. However, he acknowledged her willingness to reveal the truth
indicated her desire to survive. Then, he asked, “So, what are your conditions?”
Even though she lay somewhat disheveled on the ground, Faith’s smug smile
revealed her satisfaction with the outcome. She believed she had emerged victorious
in the gamble, and her words were triumphant. “I knew it. Mr. Winthrop, you’re indeed
a shrewd person.”
“What do you want to do now?”
“I don’t want to do anything. My actions were purely based on someone else’s orders.
Therefore, I sincerely hope you won’t take any action against me.”
“Besides this condition, do you have any other requests?”
After hearing this, Faith gingerly rose to her feet, massaging her sore elbow. “I desire
to depart from the Winthrop Family without harm befalling me.”
On the contrary, Callum’s suspicion was stirred by the woman’s words. “So, who
exactly instructed you?”
Then, Faith shook her head, a hint of intrigue dancing on her face. “I can’t tell you
that, but you just need to know that you have offended someone powerful.”
“Slevin Damazio?” After careful consideration, Callum concluded that no other
plausible candidate could orchestrate such an act.
“You don’t need to ask anymore. I won’t tell you.”
Since extracting the truth from the woman seemed futile, he decided not to pursue
further questioning. He acquiesced to her request without hesitation.
As Faith breathed a sigh of relief, Callum shifted the conversation toward Hope.
“Would you like to take this woman with you?”
Meanwhile, Hope found herself utterly dumbfounded at this unexpected turn of
events. She had never anticipated that, despite her sister’s role in devising and
executing the plan, she would be the one held accountable. Furthermore, she couldn’t
fathom what her fate would be if left behind, which instilled a sense of fear within her.
Her eyes betrayed her apprehension as she pleaded, “Please, take me with you.” I