Chapter 906:

Right then, the faint honk of a car horn broke the silence. Her taxi had shown up at last. Maia let out a slow breath and climbed into the vehicle.

She didn’t realize that in a shadowy nook beneath a distant streetlamp, someone quietly moved, their eyes fixed on her as she drove away.

“Damn it.” A sharp breath escaped from the man hidden in the shadows. He was no ordinary hire. Melanie had shelled out a fortune just to bring him in. Cade Riley carried a name that needed no introduction in Wront. He was the kind of private eye you called when no one else could deliver.

Sweat gathered at his brow despite the cool air around him. He dragged a sleeve across his forehead and tried to calm his breathing. What had just unfolded moments ago still rattled his nerves.

“That wasn’t normal. Couldn’t have just been by chance,” Cade muttered under his breath, more to steady himself than anything else.

Years of digging into people’s secrets had made him sharp. Mistakes were rare, almost nonexistent. But tonight, while tailing Maia, he caught a flicker of something he didn’t expect—she had stopped and turned like she sensed him.

The moment froze him.

choice but to melt into the shadows, heart thudding. Lucky for him, she didn’t linger. She turned back around and got inside the taxi, none the wiser. Steadying himself with a slow exhale, he pulled out his phone and tapped in

said, voice clipped but urgent. The memory of nearly being spotted still lingered. “And don’t tail her too close. Keep a low profile and make sure she doesn’t

sir,” came the hushed reply

call ended, Cade scanned his surroundings. No eyes on him. He emerged from the tree line and made his way to a black sedan stationed a few feet away.

taxi pulled up in front of Elysium Apartments. While retracing her steps from Marvelous Garden, an unsettling sense lingered—like

𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗲


straight home, Maia turned aside and slipped through a nearby complex, her eyes quietly searching

she let her guard down and turned

branches, Cade watched with growing satisfaction. There was no doubt she

earpiece. “Sir, the target appears to be… Maia Watson.” For a split second,

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