Stanley <b>was </b>totally stunned.
He just stood there in shock, his head spinning. “Are you serious? Reba is Jeffrey’s lifesaver?”
“Of course!” Ian shoved him out the door and mmed it shut. “Andrea’s scar is an exact copy of Becky’s, unless that scar has nothing to do with Jeffrey’s savior.”
Becky personally went to Andrea herself and double–checked everything earlier this morning.
It’s pretty much a done deal.
Stanley paused for a moment.
‘If Reba really is Jeffrey’s lifesaver, we’re in deep trouble,‘ Stanley thought, the realizationnding like a ton of bricks.
With this in mind, Stanley wasted no time booking himself on the same flight as Ian to Honn. ‘Gotta fill Jeffrey in before Ian gets there and starts running his mouth. Otherwise, it’s just going to make things a whole lot worse for him,’ he muttered to himself.
Meanwhile, things were happening on Reba’s end.
She and Andrea were sitting together in a bar that was practically deserted.
Reba and Jessica originally just wanted to hang out and chill a bit before heading over to the hotel for the party. But before they could get anywhere, Andrea tracked Reba down and told her to meet up here–no plus ones allowed.
“So, what’s the deal? Why’d you call me here?” Reba cut straight to the chase.
Andrea let out a mockingugh. “This morning, you made up a whole story in your head. Hate to burst your bubble, but you’re not the one who saved Jeffrey.”
Reba didn’t even flinch. “So?”
Andrea practically spat out the words. “If you’re going to be this uncooperative, then our deal’s off. You’ll go your whole life without ever knowing who she is.”
“You found Jeffrey because of that scar on your leg, right?” Reba said, her tonepletely calm.
Andrea’s expression froze.
‘She actually figured it out?‘ Andrea thought, stunned and a little shaken.
“Dr. Cole’s awake,” Reba continued, spelling it out. “He told us all about you visiting him.”
“No way!” Andrea snapped, her voice cracking with disbelief. She just couldn’t wrap her head around it, refusing to ept what Reba was saying.
<b>14:30 </b>Mon, Oct 6
“Believe it or not, you can text him right now and see for yourself, Reba raid, getting to her feet, clearly done with the conversation. “And trust me, by now, Jeffrey’s already heard the whole story”
Andrea’s gaze sharpened, a flicker of panic in her eyes.
Reba nced at her coolly. “Any idea what he does to people who try to y him?”
“Wait,” Andrea called out after Reba, her voice tinged with desperation as she tried to trade any secret that might save herself. “Aren’t you even a little curious how I managed to trick Jeffrey?”
Reba replied, her tone icy and uninterested. “Don’t care.
Come to think of it, Andrea’s little scam wasn’t exactly without a trail, Reba mused.
The only ones who knew about this were my parents and Jessica. If Andrea ever caught wind of it, the only chance she had must’ve been back in college, probably overhearing a call between me and Jessica, she figured.
That weekend, when I found the dorm empty, Jessica suddenly got inspired and wanted some childhood stories for her script. So I just told her the general gist of what happened,’ Reba recalled.
Looking back now, Andrea must’ve been in the dorm that day,’ Reba realized.
‘Yeah, she must’ve been there,‘ Reba thought, the pieces finally clicking into ce.
Other than that one time, she’d never shared any of the details with anyone, ever.
“There’s no way I could’ve fooled Jeffrey all by myself,” Andrea pressed, trying to find some leverage. “Don’t you want to know who tipped me off that the guy you saved was him?”
“Stephen,” Reba shot back without missing a beat.
Andrea stumbled, her face going pale.
‘How could she possibly know that?‘ Andrea thought, her mind reeling.
Reba didn’t bother with a response. She just grabbed her bag and headed for the door.
She hadn’t even taken two steps before two big bodyguards blocked her path. She turned around, only to find two more behind her.
“I’m not exactly thrilled to do this,” Andrea said through gritted teeth, standing squarely between her bodyguards. “But you just had to dig up everything and dump it all in front of Jeffrey.”
“What exactly are you trying to do?” Reba asked, her expressionpletely unbothered.
The more calm and collected Reba looked, the more it got under Andrea’s skin.
Andrea’s frustration boiled over. “You know what pisses me off the most? It’s that stupid calm face of yours!”
Reba figured Andrea had a serious screw loose.
<b>14:30 </b><b>Mon</b><b>, </b><b>Oct </b><b>6 </b>
Chapter 236 <fn25b4> ???s ??????? ?s ?????? ?? Find~Novel</fn25b4>
‘Honestly, she’s nuts, Reba thought, fighting the urge to roll her eyes.
A
“You’repletely powerless right now, and you’re still putting on that unbothered Ms. Jensen act?” Andrea yelled, her voice ringing out. “Did you forget how pathetic and terrified you looked back in the equipment
room?”
Reba’s face remained utterly impassive. She looked at Andrea with the same cold indifference you’d give a clown.
That look set Andrea off like nothing else. The thing she hated most was being treated like she was nothing- why did Reba get to be born with everything, adored by everyone and Jeffrey’s favorite, while she herself was stuck living some shadowy life, always hidden away from the light?
Why her? Why not me?!
“Tie her up,” Andrea barked at the bodyguards. “Lock her in the storage room out back.”
“You know this is illegal, right?” Reba said, her voice cool and steady.
“I’m already screwed, so what do I care about breaking thew?” Andrea sneered, her eyes wild. “Either you call Jeffrey right now and make him swear he’ll never hold me responsible and protect me for life–or I’ll have these four guys destroy you.”
Reba was as calm as ever, not a hint of fear in her eyes.
Not for no reason, though.
Her bodyguard, Mark Mason, had quietly slipped in behind the scene.
“Make your choice,” Andrea snapped,pletely losing it.
Reba didn’t even bother with her and headed for the door, but when the two bodyguards blocked her, she shot a look toward the corner. “Mark, if you don’t step up soon, I’m calling the cops myself. And if that happens, this won’t go on your record.”
“Yes it will,” Mark burst out, face dead serious. “This one’s going on my record.”
Andrea’s brows furrowed in annoyance.
‘How did he get in here?‘ Andrea thought, her mind whirling.
‘I paid the bar owner good money to keep everyone out but Reba. So how did anyone else manage to sneak in?‘ she wondered, her irritation starting to turn into panic.
“You sure you can take them?” Reba eyed Mark’s skinny build, half teasing, half worried. “If not, I’m totally dialing 911.”
“Wow, thanks for the vote of confidence,” Mark replied, his usual poker face turning dead serious. “Forget four -give me ten and I’ll clear them out before you blink.”
Reba blinked, momentarily lost for words.
<b>14:30 </b>Mon, Oct 6
Honestly, when Mark starts showing off he out brage all of us put together, Reba thought, nearly rolling
her evek.
Mark calmly shrugged off his suit jacket and handed it to Reba, his voice almost too polite “Would you mind holding this for me? Try not to get any dust on it—it’s expensive”
Reba:
The four bodyguards: “…”
Andrea: “…”
Andrea finally snapped to attention, irritation shing across her face as she watched Mark and Reba chat like she didn’t even exist. “Hello? What the hell are you two doing? Am I just furniture to you or what?”
Thud!
Andrea didn’t even finish her sentence before Mark nailed one of the bodyguards with a kick, dropping him t on the floor.
The other three finally snapped to attention and charged at him, but Mark just grabbed one by the wrist. swung him around with a grunt, and smashed him straight onto a table.
Crash!
The whole table flipped over, hitting the ground with a thunderous tter.
Reba’s grip on the jacket tightened without her even realizing it.
‘Wow… Is Mark always this impressive?‘ Reba wondered, quietly amazed.
“Hold up!” The two guys who hadn’t been beaten yet threw up their hands fast. “We’re out–no more fighting, man!”
“Come on, I paid you!” Andrea shouted, sounding desperate. If Reba walked out now, she’d lose every bit of leverage. “What happened to sticking to the deal?”
“Lady, you paid us just <i>to </i>snatch a woman,” one of the bodyguards argued back, throwing a wary nce at his buddies still moaning on the ground. “Nobody said anything about putting our lives on the line!”
AD
Comment
Send gift
No Ads
<b>14:30 </b>Mon<b>, </b>Oct 6