Chapter 703
Chapter 703:
“Understood.”
At that moment, Prescott’s call interrupted them.
A slight shift in Janice’s demeanor indicated her concern; a call from Prescott at this hour seldom bore good tidings.
“What’s the matter?” she asked.
“Janice, there’s been some snooping around Vernon and Aiden.” Raising an eyebrow, Janice suspected Mateo’s involvement. “Mateo is quite suspicious. Prescott, start circulating some misleading details to confuse them.”
“What sort of cover should I create for Vernon and Aiden?”
“Trust your instincts on that.”
“Will do!”
Aiden’s brow creased in worry, suspecting the new identities might prove problematic.
“Additionally, Stephen has attracted some attention as well. There seems to be a group trying to uncover his background, but they’ve been handled by another party.”
“Understood.”
Janice was aware of the dynamics at play.
Observing the situation carefully, she sensed that Wendy had some ties to the Welch family, though the exact nature of their relationship remained a mystery.
Wendy harbored a deep sense of possession over Stephen, and to keep him safe, she would keep him hidden from the Welch family. Prescott’s reference to the other group likely meant Wendy had orchestrated their intervention.
Reflecting on this, Janice felt torn. Wendy had tormented Stephen for so many years, causing him immense suffering. But it was undeniable that without her protection, Stephen might have been found and eliminated by the Welch family long ago.
“Prescott, I need a full briefing on the Lambert family’s activities in Cloverhill.”
𝗦𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗰𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 → gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝘀⍰𝖼𝗈𝗺
“Understood.”
Shortly after, Prescott provided the details on the Lambert family. After reviewing the information, Janice’s lips curled into a knowing smirk. “The Lambert family holds significant influence.”
She set aside the file and instructed Vernon, “Take us to White Goose Mountain.”
“Janice, why head to White Goose Mountain now?” Aiden asked, puzzled by the sudden decision. “It’s not exactly nearby.”
“It’s rare for us to come to Cloverhill, and I thought we might as well enjoy ourselves a bit.”
Aiden caught the playful spark in Janice’s eyes and suspected she had another scheme in mind.
Her playful nature was evident, and he found it adorable.
The nightlife in Cloverhill was vibrant and extravagant.
Beneath the bright lights, secrets were hidden.
The roar of engines filled the air, cutting through the night as the winding roads of White Goose Mountain glowed with the red lights of speeding sports cars.
These red streaks belonged to luxury cars racing down the mountain paths.
White Goose Mountain was a popular spot for the affluent youth of Cloverhill, who gathered nightly to showcase their driving skills. With a loud boom, a red Lamborghini executed a flawless drift, halting in front of a Ferrari.
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