Chapter 572
“But what if the plan fails and tips him off? Ulric will definitely kill me!”
“Ulric won’t do that. Just leave it to me.”
The voices came from a surveillance recording, clearly showing Cadence discussing with Wendell how to take Melody out of the picture.
If this video ever got out, not only would Cadence die a disgraceful death, but she would also be forever branded as a venomous woman.
More importantly, the video mentioned Ulric by name. If it leaked, even though he wasn’t implicated in the murder, his carefully crafted image would be utterly destroyed, and the damage would be immense.
“How… how did you…?” Wendell’s face was filled with terror.
The video had been sent to him by someone working for Ken, and the message was crystal clear.
No matter what, he had to keep his mouth shut and stop pointing fingers at Melody.
‘How did Ulric find out about something I kept from him?’ Wendell wondered.
He looked around, realizing with a sinking feeling that more than half of the people around him were likely Ulric’s spies, watching his every move.
A cold sweat broke out across his skin, and dizziness washed over him in waves.
“You should be grateful. Mr. Swanson showed mercy and spared your life. Now, you have six days left until the deadline you agreed on with him. You better figure out what you’re going to do.” Daniel warned coldly.
Wendell opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Cadence had already alerted Melody, and her security would now be tighter than ever.
Killing Melody within a week seemed impossible, like something out of a fantasy.
At this point, Wendell wasn’t even thinking about his daughter’s death anymore. All that filled his mind was the fear of his own imminent demise.
Just then, Ulric broke the silence with a suggestion. “Mrs. Hunter has been away on vacation for quite some time. Don’t you think she should come back for the funeral?”
Wendell hesitated, then cautiously asked, “Are you suggesting that I should hint to Mrs. Hunter that Cadence’s death is related to that bitch Melody?”
“Smart thinking,” Ulric replied with a raised eyebrow before turning and walking away.
Since the plot was already set in motion, the more people who knew about Wendell’s grudge against Melody, the better.
Even though Melody was responsible for Cadence’s death, in the hour Wendell had, he couldn’t find any evidence to support it. Instead, he was handed that incriminating video, leaving him no choice but to abandon any pursuit of justice against Melody.
‘But as for Wendell’s death…’ Ulric thought to himself, turning to give Wendell one last glance, a look as indifferent as the one he had given the already deceased Cadence.
In this situation, Cadence’s death almost seemed like a blessing in disguise as if she had made one final contribution.
“I’ll have my mother handle the funeral arrangements. We’ll make sure it’s grand and give her a proper send-off. You should move on. You’re still young. Maybe the next one will be a son.” Ulric casually tossed out this last remark before leaving Hunter Manor without a second thought.
Before getting into his car, Ulric coldly ordered Daniel. “Have all surveillance in the Hunter Manor cut off, and tighten the cybersecurity around my residence. Ensure that no one can hack into the network.”
“Understood. I’ll have the hackers reinforce the security right away!” he said.
Back in the living room, Wendell sat there, stunned.
He glanced at Cadence, whose lifeless eyes were still wide open, unseeing.
At that moment, he didn’t know whether to break down over Cadence’s death or over the monumental task that now lay before him.
But one thing was certain. He wouldn’t be sleeping tonight.
Meanwhile, Melody and Ken arrived at the hospital where Sid and Janet were being treated.
As soon as the car stopped, Melody quickly opened the door and stepped out, not waiting for Ken.
He hesitated for a moment before hurrying after her. “If you don’t want to go in, you can wait for me in the car.”
“No, I need to check on Sid’s wounds,” Melody replied.
“Alright,” Ken said, dropping the matter.
When they reached the inpatient department, James rushed over to meet them, his expression anxious. “Mr. Swanson, Miss Fox, you’re just in time. Sebastian wants to transfer Sid to a hospital in Insterimond tomorrow…”
“Tomorrow?” Melody frowned. “Sid’s body isn’t strong enough for such a long trip right now.”
Upon hearing this, Ken’s face darkened, and he asked coldly, “Where is Sebastian?”
“He’s right outside the ICU,” James reported.
Without another word, the two of them headed toward the ICU.
As they rounded a corner, Melody spotted Sebastian speaking with Adrian, the incompetent doctor from this hospital. “Please keep a close eye on Sid during the transfer…”
Ken was about to stride over, but Melody quickly stopped him, pulling him back around the corner.
Seeing the confusion in Ken’s eyes, she whispered, “Sebastian already has a grudge against you. If you confront him now, he might just go ahead and transfer Sid to Insterimond tonight. It’s better if I talk to him.”
“Are you sure you can handle it?” he asked.
“At least I’ll be better than you,” Melody replied confidently.
Ken hesitated for a moment, knowing that Sebastian held a deep grudge against him. If he approached Sebastian, it would only make things worse.
Reluctantly, he nodded. “Alright, I’ll wait here for you.”
Melody gave Ken a reassuring pat on the shoulder before quickening her pace and rounding the corner.
At the ICU entrance, Adrian was nodding vigorously. “Mr. Quant, don’t worry. On the way to Insterimond, I’ll make sure to keep a close watch on Sid.”
He was trying hard to suppress the excitement bubbling up inside him.
After investigating, he learned about Sid’s true identity, his immense wealth, and his powerful connections. It felt like a massive stroke of luck had just landed squarely in his lap.
He wasn’t about to let such a golden opportunity slip through his fingers.
So when Sebastian suggested moving Sid to Insterimond the next day and asked for his assistance during the trip, Adrian readily agreed without a second thought, abandoning any last shred of professional ethics.
He knew Sid’s condition wasn’t suitable for a long journey, but the sooner they left Silverlake, the better. He feared his misdeeds might soon be uncovered.
However, in the next moment, Adrian caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.
He squinted and realized it was that bothersome woman.
‘What a coincidence! I took credit for her work. She must be here to confront me now, he thought, feeling a twinge of anxiety.
But then he remembered her threats in the stairwell and the words he was about to say caught in his throat. Instead, he nervously lowered his gaze.
Melody didn’t even spare Adrian a glance as she walked straight up to Sebastian. “Mr. Quant, I heard you plan to take Sid to Insterimond for treatment tomorrow?”
Sebastian glanced at her, recognizing her as someone associated with Ken.
His eyes narrowed in displeasure. “Who do you think you are? How dare you speak to me?”
Unfazed by Sebastian’s condescending tone, Melody shrugged. “I might not be anyone important, and I certainly don’t deserve your attention. But as Sid’s friend, I don’t want to see him die on the way to Insterimond.”
“You…” Sebastian began, but Melody didn’t give him a chance to continue. Raising her voice, she pressed on. “I can tell you with absolute certainty that if you move him tomorrow, he will die on the journey!”