Follow me around the clock…
The corners of Elspeth’s mouth twitched slightly; the memory of Callum’s unyielding vigilance at the bathroom door flooded back to her.
“It’s fine. Go back. Why follow his orders?”
“Because Mr. Edmund is the one who pays us,” one of them replied.
His words took Elspeth by surprise. She knew they were trying to keep her safe by following her, so she couldn’t get mad at them.
“I’ll pay you triple. Just don’t follow me, alright?”
“We really can’t do that. We can’t disobey Mr. Edmund’s commands. Just let us keep you company.” The black-clad figures were clearly torn.
“Okay, okay.” Elspeth rolled her eyes. “If you insist. But do me a favor, alright? Don’t get in my face unless necessary. Got it?”
The two breathed a collective sigh of relief, nodding in unison. “Understood. We know what we’re doing. Don’t worry.”
Then why won’t you listen to me and go back?
She became a little annoyed. “Alright! Go on! My friend is arriving soon. Just remember, don’t blow your cover.”
“Don’t worry. We won’t be foolish enough to expose ourselves to your boyfriend!”
Boyfriend… Just how much do you know about me?
She rolled their eyes in response. “Suit yourself.”
“Oh, and Mr. Edmund knows about your relationship. He’s worried that you might encounter some trouble, so he decided to come back from abroad early.” The information was leaked explicitly to her to threaten her into obedience, though Edmund wasn’t sure what kind of pressure that was supposed to be.
Elspeth’s face paled. “Noted.” She knew he was going to give her a hard time again. As soon as the companions sensed her distress, they quickly vanished into the shadows.
A moment later, she spotted Callum and Max rushing over from another direction, looking anxious. When they saw Elspeth unharmed, they breathed a sigh of relief.
“Elspeth, where did you go just now?” Max asked worriedly.
Elspeth pointed to a nearby room. “I was in this room with Blake and Yelena.”
Max’s heart sank. “This…”
“It’s okay. They’ve only been in there for a little while. They were probably drugged and left here.” Elspeth offered a reassuring smile, which relieved Max.
“But you’ve seen all those reporters around too. I stopped a few of them and deleted the pictures from their cameras. However, that doesn’t mean we’re safe because many of them got away.”
Hearing her comment, Max furrowed his brows. “Then, I’ll find them now. I’ll make sure to delete all of the pictures.”
“It’s useless. There are so many news outlets out there. Even if you get to each and every one of them, the news would already be uploaded,” Callum explained, after which she gently nodded.
“But what do we do? We can’t let people misunderstand the situation between the two of them, can we?” Max’s concerns were not unfounded, as it wasn’t just a rumor but blatant infidelity; no matter how they explained it, it would have already left an impression.
Yelena was no ordinary celebrity, with attention naturally drawn to her like a moth to a flame. Her romantic affairs were always under scrutiny, even more so when she was caught sleeping with the male lead of her upcoming film.
Honestly speaking, he’s really nothing more than a decoration with no practical use, pleasing to the eyes, but useless. Coughs! I mean…
Yelena slumbered till 8.00AM before waking up, while Blake was up and about bright and early. Looking at the three people before him, a hint of ambiguity crossed Blake’s face.
As he lowered his head and found that he wasn’t even dressed, he instantly felt a mix of embarrassment and helplessness.
“What’s going on here?!” Blake exclaimed.
Elspeth was the first to speak. “Like finally, Blake. Tell us what happened last night. Come on!”
Her anxiety was genuine. After a night of contemplation, the more she thought about it, the more bizarre it seemed. In fact, she even had a hunch about who was the mastermind.
“Last night…” Blake recalled, suddenly realizing. “Last night, I took Max and Yelena back to the hotel. But on the way, we encountered someone unconscious by the side of the road. We thought we’d go down and help, but we never imagined that as soon as we got out of the car, Yelena would be taken away. Then, at the intersection, three or four people took me too, leaving only Max. Afterward, we were knocked out. And then… That’s all there is to it.”
Blake rubbed his neck. Bro! Why do I feel so sore?
“So, those people were precisely on target with their capture, accurately guessing that Yelena and Blake were in the same car.
Blake thought about it and couldn’t help but agree. “It seems that’s how it is.”
“Well then, there’s no need to investigate further. I know who’s behind this.”
Who else could it be? Only Emma Walker from the banquet has the power to act so quickly!
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