Chapter 155:
Despite her words, a flicker of worry crossed Cecily’s face at the possibility of Elena actually involving the police.
Elena had no desire to continue this pointless dialogue with the Reed family. She pulled out her phone, preparing to dial.
Only then did Cecily realize Elena wasn’t bluffing. Rage twisted her features as she clenched her teeth. The nerve of Elena really contemplating calling the police!
“Stop!” Cecily lunged forward, desperate to snatch Elena’s phone. Elena sidestepped effortlessly, not even letting Cecily’s fingertips graze her clothing.
Losing her footing, Cecily stumbled forward and stepped directly into a puddle. She had dressed in a brand-new outfit for the outing to pick a present for Darren’s grandfather, and now it was ruined with muddy water.
Whipping around, Cecily spat venomously, “Have you forgotten? Sheila is still with the Reed family. If you dare go through with calling the police, I’ll make sure you never lay eyes on her again!”
Sheila was the only person in Foiclens whom Elena genuinely cared about—the woman who had been like a grandmother to her since childhood.
Elena put her phone down, her face expressionless as she turned to face Cecily.
Seeing Elena put down her phone, Cecily let out a deep breath of relief, her expression turning provocative. She knew Elena cared about Sheila. In a clever move, she had relocated Sheila to a secret place, making sure Elena wouldn’t be able to find her easily.
Cecily straightened her dress, glaring at a stain with disgust, silently promising herself that Elena would pay for it later.
Elena’s voice was cold as she asked, “What have you done to Sheila?”
Cecily clicked her tongue and smoothed her dress. “Now you care? I thought you were about to call the police?”
Elena dismissed Cecily’s comment. Before leaving the Reed family, she had made a point to visit Sheila at their old home.
Sheila had spent her whole life in that house. Despite the Reed family’s business success in recent years and their move to a more luxurious villa, she refused to leave. While she missed Elena, she couldn’t bring herself to abandon the cherished memories she had there.
Foiclens and Klathe were just two hours apart by car.
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Elena respected Sheila’s decision and planned regular visits to see her in the future.
Yet Elena hadn’t expected the Reed family to resort to such harsh tactics, using Sheila as leverage to manipulate her.
Elena’s fingers twitched involuntarily. For the first time, she harbored murderous intent toward Cecily. If anything happened to Sheila, she would never let the Reed family off the hook.
Elena’s look was so cold that Cecily felt a sudden shiver travel from her toes to her head.
Cecily clenched her teeth. Elena, now backed by the Harper family, had truly changed; her gaze was ominous and terrifying.
Cecily’s goal was simply to milk money from Elena, so she cleared her throat repeatedly and said in an arrogant tone, “Behave yourself, and I might let you come to Sylvia’s engagement party. Sheila will be there too.”
The engagement party of Sylvia and Darren? Elena couldn’t care less about celebrating with those she despised.
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