Chapter 658
Chapter 658:
“Liliana’s intelligence is on par with Janice’s. The fact that she handed over the painting proves she caught on to the hidden message.” Leonidas’ voice darkened, his tone laced with admiration and irritation. “Honestly, I underestimated her. She’s even sharper than I expected.” He had only instructed Liliana to draw the house where Stephen was being held.
Most people wouldn’t have made the connection, but once everything fell into place, Liliana sensed something was off.
In every carefully laid plan, there was always a loose thread. And once pulled, it could unravel everything.
“Leonidas, do you intend to use Liliana against Janice?” Alissa narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing him with suspicion. “But Liliana is proud. She didn’t even bow to your threats before. What makes you think she’ll help you now? She willingly helped Janice this time, didn’t she?”
“Everyone has a weak spot. Once you find it, controlling them becomes effortless.”
“And what exactly do you have on Liliana?”
Leonidas gave a cryptic smile. “That’s for me to know. When the time comes, you’ll see for yourself.”
Liliana worshipped JE. If Janice was painted as JE’s enemy, Liliana would fight for her idol without hesitation.
A devoted fan turning against her idol’s supposed enemy—just imagining it was exhilarating.
Janice would never expect that her own secrecy would turn into the chains pulling her into the abyss.
“We need to go…”
Before Leonidas could finish, figures moved in from all directions, encircling Leonidas and Alissa.
The sight of men in black suits with icy expressions made Leonidas’ face darken. Had Janice tracked him down?
𝗔𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 @ ⲅⲁⳑ𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⍿ⅽ𝗈𝗺
“Who the hell are you? Move aside!” Alissa’s heart pounded with fear, yet she kept up the poise of a Welch heiress. “I am from the Welch family. If you dare lay a hand on me, my father will make sure your entire family is wiped out!”
“The Welch family?” A deep voice cut through the tense air.
Leonidas’ eyes narrowed as he glanced forward. The men in black stepped aside, revealing an elegant woman walking towards them.
Dressed in an exquisite gown, sunglasses resting on her face, and a shawl draped over her shoulders, she carried an air of elegance and sophistication with a touch of charm.
“Are you Wendy Chadwick?” Leonidas’ brows knitted together in surprise at the unexpected arrival.
“Wendy Chadwick?” Alissa blinked, then scoffed in disdain. “So, you’re just another Welch family servant. Have you come to guard me?”
Wendy remained silent, stepping forward to face Alissa. She took off her sunglasses, brushed off a speck of dust, then delivered a sharp slap across Alissa’s face.
“You dare slap me?” Alissa’s eyes widened in shock. “You’re nothing but a servant to the Welch family. Even that pathetic husband of yours, Roger, bows at my feet.”
“Do you even know why I slapped you?” Wendy’s voice remained calm, completely unfazed by Alissa’s threats.
“Why?” Alissa instinctively answered Wendy’s question, but a sudden unease crept up on her. Fear? Of this woman? That was impossible. There was no way she could be intimidated by Wendy. It had to be just her imagination.
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