Chapter 364
Sarah felt her heart pounding as if it were on the verge of bursting. She glanced at the figure following her into the car and then heard the definitive “click” of the doors locking. She didn’t find it strange for a moment but looked up expectantly. “Mr. William, has Brielle crossed you too?”
There was a slight smile at the corner of William’s mouth as he reached for a handkerchief. “Hmm.”
A sparkle lit up in Sarah’s eyes, and just as she was about to say something more, the handkerchief came down swiftly, smothering her mouth and nose. Her eyes widened in shock, and she tried to struggle, but the pungent odor overwhelmed her senses, and her head felt heavy in an instant. Her attempts to fight back grew weaker by the second.
William released his grip, his expression one of distaste.
Sarah lost consciousness and slumped down limply.
William had parked cleverly. His movements were so calculated that from their conversation to the car, everything had taken place out of the surveillance cameras‘ sight. He wouldn’t have made his move otherwise. Sarah had been waiting like a sitting duck, but William was the bigger predator.
With Sarah’s newfound enmity towards Brielle and her sudden disappearance–or even possible death–Brielle would certainly not escape implication.
Trouble for Brielle meant Max would have to step in.
William sneered, nudging Sarah’s inert body with the tip of his polished shoe. She’s just a pawn of no consequence.
He took out Sarah’s phone, unlocking it with her fingerprint. Several group chats in Sarah’s WhatsApp were buzzing with activity.
William noted that she had already laid the groundwork for prior events, saving him a great deal of effort. He typed the words “Help me” in one of the groups and then tossed the phone into a nearby pond.
Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at his residence. He got out and glanced at the bodyguard who had been waiting. “Take care of the person in the car, and make it clean.”
The bodyguard, no stranger to such tasks, nodded slowly.
William took the handkerchief from a man at the door, wiped his fingertips clean, and then casually discarded the cloth into a trash can.
A meaningful smile played on his lips. With Sarah gone at this critical juncture, the waters. would be muddied.
What would Brielle do? And Max–how would he react? William was looking forward to it.
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“Beaconsfield,” he thought, “the more chaotic, the better.” Only then could he seize the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.
Max’s car was already parked at Pearl Estate, but before he could get out, he received a message. Reading the short text message, his brow furrowed. “Patrick, head over to the Clements family.”
Patrick, sitting in the driver’s seat, was puzzled. Shouldn’t Brielle’s situation be the priority? Why was the boss suddenly interested in the Clements family?
“But Ms. Brielle-”
Max glanced up at the building above. As her man, he should indeed intervene when Brielle faced trouble. But Max was no fool. Acting too hastily wouldn’t draw Brielle closer to him; it would push her away.
Brielle was like a lone mountaineer. Just give her a rope, and she would climb with all her might.
Max let his gaze fall away. If he treated her like a caged bird, it would be his loss. He would never have the real Brielle. What he needed to be was the rope for Brielle.
A caged bird never saw the wider world if it was merely kept by his side. But a mountaineer, who was used to love along the trails and still needed him, was Max’s understanding of a relationship. So, he couldn’t intervene too much.
Patrick, catching a glimpse of him in the rearview mirror, couldn’t guess his thoughts but he wouldn’t go against his decision either. So he stepped on the gas, and the car moved away.
Brielle stood by the window, rubbing her eyes, feeling a sense of familiarity with a car that had just passed. When she looked again, it was gone.
Messages in the group chat piled up, most demanding an explanation. Sarah’s video had been incendiary. By now, Brielle’s name was notorious at Dorsey International.
Brielle wasn’t panicking. She was considering her next move. She had already contacted the establishment from the dinner, only to learn there were no cameras ip the private room. The complete events of that night, beyond what Sarah had cunningly recorded, remained unaccounted for.
This lead was a dead end; she needed a new plan.
Brielle lowered her lashes, her calm deepening with the gravity of the situation. After all, she never mistreated Sarah.
Her phone rang. An unfamiliar number popped up on the screen. After pressing the answer button, an angry female voice blasted through.
“So you’re the one bullying your staff, huh?! You bitch, thinking you’re some kind of god. Screw you. Dorsey International is disgraced with you in it!”
Brielle didn’t bother with a verbal spat and hung up.
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But then, a barrage of calls flooded in. Her number had been leaked.
