Chapter 63
Chapter 63
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“Wendy.” Stanley’s voice was calm but edged with something deeper. “Mr. Hawk, you’ve been drugged!”
Stanley pressed his lips into a cold, tight line. He had already sensed the change in his body.
The two of them had been hiding behind the curtains, her soft body pressed against his and her delicate hand covering his mouth. He felt like fire was running through his veins; his thoughts scattered, and his body betrayed him.
He’d fallen into the trap.
Stanley reached out and gripped Wendy’s slender arm, pulling her along with him as they left the scene.
Outside, chaos reigned. The crowd was thick, everyone watching the fight between the second and third branches of the family, completely oblivious to their departure.
Stanley guided Wendy away from the Crone family villa and into his own Rolls–Royce business luxury car.
Zayn, ever respectful, asked, “Mr. Hawk, where to?”
“Saville Villa,” Stanley replied, his voice flat.
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Wendy was led into the Saville Villa–it was her first time here. Saville Villa, Stanley’s private retreat, was a place she’d never been allowed into before.
Now, unexpectedly, she found herself here, brought by Stanley, who had inhaled aphrodisiac gas.
Stanley tossed her into the master bedroom, his tone firm. Stay here and don’t wander off.”
Wendy nodded, her voice soft. “Okay.”
Stanley turned and walked to his study.
In the study, he removed his suit jacket, trying to shake off the heat coursing through him.
Zayn’s voice cut through the stillness. “Mr. Hawk, we’ve looked into it. Lilian had used the aphrodisiac gas in the room to lure Mrs. Hawk in. She intended for her nephew, Hank, to ruin Mrs. Hawk, but by accident, Trish was affected.”
Stanley’s lips curled into a knowing smirk. “This was no accident. Wendy used Lilian’s plan against her. She swapped herself with Trish, setting the stage for the drama at the birthday party.”
Zayn understood immediately. “Mr. Hawk, Mrs. Hawk is truly impressive.”
A single woman, orchestrating the entire Crone family. How could she not be impressive?
Stanley recalled the trouble Jessica had caused, only to be quietly exposed by Wendy. Then at the bar, with a single sentence, Wendy had driven a wedge between Jessica and Trish, exposing their fake friendship. And now, she had turned Edith’s 80th birthday into an unforgettable event.
Stanley thought of Wendy like a hardy plant that thrived in the harshest of conditions, her small body holding immense strength. At first, he had thought of her as just another housewife orbiting him. But slowly, he realized there was so much more to her. She seemed to have so many facets, all of which attracted others, drawing them in with an irresistible allure.
Zayn spoke again, his tone sympathetic. “Mr. Hawk, Mrs. Lilian is Mrs. Hawk’s mother. To think she would do this to her own daughter… I feel sorry for Mrs. Hawk.”
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Stanley’s chest tightened, his mind stirred by Zayn’s comment. Yes, she was so pitiful, so vulnerable.
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Wendy stayed in the bedroom, too nervous to wander.
This was Stanley’s room. She looked around, taking in the understated, luxurious decor–everything exuding a cool elegance, just like him.
A familiar, deep voice broke the silence. “What are you looking at?”
Wendy spun around, startled. Stanley stood there, his presence filling the doorway. She hadn’t realized when he had returned.
Wendy, feeling caught, was suddenly self–conscious. She had been so curious about his room earlier, and now she was worried he had seen it all. She awkwardly took a step back. Her knee collided with the edge of the bed, and before she could steady herself, she tumbled onto the large bed.
Wendy froze, her face flushing with embarrassment. She wished she could dig a hole in the floor and disappear. She tried to get up, but Stanley was already standing in front of her. With his long legs, he towered over her.
Sitting on the bed, she had to look up at him, her small face tilting back to meet his gaze.
“Um… Did you find the antidote? Actually, I can help you.”
