Riches in Disguise

Chapter 274

Isabelle was stunned. And so was I.

What kind of logic was this? How did Quintus end up being the "pawn"?

Charlotte crossed her arms, looking utterly disdainful. "I guess after we went missing, William must have investigated secretly and discovered that Alexander abducted us. So, he sent someone to rescue us, but he was too timid to show himself, so he just kept watch from the shadows.

"Then, when they heard we were saved but didn't know who helped us, they came forward to claim credit, pretending to be our saviors—just like Lucas!"

Isabelle suddenly understood but then furrowed her brows. "That can't be right. William isn't that kind of person."

"Come on, Isabelle. Why are you still defending that guy? He is indeed that kind of person, and this isn't the first time he's done something like this!

"Otherwise, why did he deliberately let this guy drop the bracelet if he wanted to hide his identity? Isn't it just a case of 'the more you try to hide, the more you reveal about yourself'? He wants us to inflate his value!"

What impressive mental gymnastics. Charlotte rambled on for so long and somehow managed to make it all come full circle.

The reasoning was flawless, and even I believed it.

to reveal his identity. He saved you, and now you're maliciously speculating about him? You're repaying kindness

covered my face, completely desperate. What Quintus said was no

practicing martial arts since childhood. He was all brawn and had no brains. Expecting him to engage

he tried to explain, the more Charlotte didn't

boss' identity, but now he's practically spilling the beans! So, Isabelle, the person who saved us, wasn't William. He just found

her arms

a little, unlike Lucas, who just claimed credit without any care for leaving evidence

confused, her face full of doubt. But she couldn't find a

Charlotte's suspicions were somewhat justified. If I had truly come to rescue them, there was no reason to stay hidden or wait for Alexander's group to leave before sending Quintus to

truth-that I really didn't want to expose

than I expected, at least the identity cover-up

now. Don't worry about the rest. Just ignore whatever they say. I

the message, Quintus sighed. "I'll take

"Let's go, Isabelle. Let him keep pretending if he wants to. Since there's a car, we might as well use

the car. Once they left, I stepped out from the