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“That won’t be necessary. Just handle it as you see fit.”
“Understood, Miss Perkins.”
After ending the call, the man turned to Jared, phone clutched tightly between trembling hands.
“Mr. Cooper, I’ve followed your instructions to the letter. Does it meet your approval?”
“Excellent work. Maintain this standard.”
Jared pocketed his phone and left the police station.
Lilian stood in her villa, savoring the moment as she selected a bottle of red wine. Everything was falling into place now that she’d removed Isabella from the equation. Surely Jared would be vulnerable, perhaps even receptive to her advances in his current state.
She took a measured sip of wine, eyes narrowing with calculation as she summoned her assistant.
“Schedule a meeting with Mr. Cooper for tomorrow night.”
“Yes, Miss Perkins.”
The following night at Starry Night Bar, Jared entered a private room, frowning at the sight of Lilian. His voice carried an edge of irritation.
“Miss Perkins, what warranted this meeting?”
Lilian motioned toward the chair opposite her, leaning forward with practiced grace.
“Mr. Cooper, your selective memory is quite remarkable. Have you forgotten our conversation from mere days ago? I expressed my interest in pursuing a relationship with you. Have you given it any consideration?”
A shadow crossed Jared’s features as he seized the wine glass before him, draining it in one swift motion.
Lilian’s eyes gleamed with interest at his response.
“Something troubles you, Mr. Cooper? Perhaps I could be of assistance?” Her voice dripped with manufactured sympathy, each word carefully measured.
Jared, tired of the charade, dropped his pretense.
“Miss Perkins, I’ve reached a decision. I’m willing to entertain both cooperation and marriage, but everything hinges on our successful partnership. To be clear: secure Fisherman’s Cove for me first, then we can discuss personal matters.”
Jared fell silent, patiently observing Lilian’s reaction.
Though the decision rested with her, he harbored an unwavering certainty that she wouldn’t decline.
His agreement to her terms hadn’t come without preparation—he’d conducted exhaustive research into her character. While he couldn’t claim to understand every facet of her personality, he was confident he’d grasped the essence of who she truly was.
Her relentless pursuit, leveraging the Perkins family’s influence, had revealed her hand. His proposal was nothing more than a calculated compromise, one he knew she couldn’t resist.
True to his predictions, after a thoughtful pause, Lilian rose with a practiced smile and glided to his side, her lips curving into a self-satisfied grin.
“Mr. Cooper, my feelings for you are genuine. I’m delighted you’re willing to give this a chance,” she said, leaning closer.
“Since you’re merely postponing our marriage, how could I possibly refuse… my boyfriend?”
Her smile brightened as she further invaded his personal space.
Jared met her serpentine gaze steadily, offering a measured nod.
“Indeed. I always honor my commitments.”
“Provided I consider you deserve it,” he added silently to himself.
“Shall we toast to our first day as a couple?” Lilian raised her glass, her eyes sparkling with what appeared to be enthusiasm and joy. Her happiness, though real, stemmed not from any genuine affection for Jared or pleasure in his company, but rather from the intoxicating satisfaction of having manipulated circumstances to her advantage.
“Cheers,” Jared said.
The musical note lingered in the air, bearing witness to their mutual deception as they raised their glasses in a mockery of celebration, each sipping wine with hidden agendas swirling like the crimson liquid in their glasses.
Across the city, framed by a towering floor-to-ceiling window, Isabella stood in contemplative silence. One arm crossed defensively while the other supported her chin, her elegant figure casting a long shadow.
Just days before, she had briefed her superiors about Jared’s audacious plan to infiltrate the Perkins family through Lilian. The strategy had received their full endorsement.
As the evening deepened, her thoughts drifted to Jared’s current predicament. She wondered how their carefully orchestrated plan was unfolding in real time.
Isabella’s reverie was interrupted by an incoming message.
It read, “The mission of investigating the Perkins family has been revised. Rose and Wasp will maintain their current roles. Chief will be joining the investigation and proceeding to Estresa to support the operation.”
Isabella’s eyes lingered on the word “chief,” her attention caught by the significance of the name. The codename belonged to a prominent figure within Qiviut Organization’s administrative division. Being stationed in the mission department alongside Wasp, Isabella had never crossed paths with Chief, nor did she know their true identity. However, Chief’s reputation for excellence preceded them, and their involvement would undoubtedly accelerate the mission’s progress. Without hesitation, Isabella responded, “Roger that.”
Just as she tucked away her phone, the sound of tires on gravel announced Andrew’s return. Isabella descended the stairs to greet him. The past few days had kept them apart during dinner hours, with Andrew’s schedule growing increasingly demanding.
“Sweetheart,” he called out as she approached, “there’s something I need to tell you.”
Curiosity flickered across Isabella’s face as Andrew guided her to the sofa, his hand gentle against hers.
“Starting tomorrow, I’ll be away on business for an indefinite period. I apologize for the short notice, but it’s unavoidable.”
Andrew’s fingers intertwined with hers, his touch filled with tenderness. Despite the heaviness in her heart at the prospect of his departure, Isabella chose to be supportive.
“I understand, darling. Go ahead—don’t worry about me.”
“Okay.”
Andrew’s gaze settled on Isabella’s eyes, which had returned to normal. The memory of her recent brush with danger still tormented him, filling his heart with guilt and unease. Lilian’s existence posed a constant threat to Isabella’s well-being, making her safety uncertain.
Using his connections, he’d managed to secure this cross-departmental mission. Though it came at a cost, Andrew harbored no regrets. His only sorrow lay in the impending separation from the person he treasured most.
A shadow of longing crossed Andrew’s features as he caressed Isabella’s cheek, drinking in her presence. After a moment of silence, he continued, “Honey, since I won’t be here to protect you, I’d like to assign some bodyguards for your safety. It would give me peace of mind while I’m away. I couldn’t bear a repeat of what happened last time.”
Hearing the concern threading through Andrew’s words, Isabella decided not to resist the suggestion.
“Okay, having bodyguards makes sense. Thank you for looking out for me, darling. While you’re away, let’s stay connected through phone calls.”
“Okay.”
Andrew didn’t mention his destination, and Isabella didn’t pry. With separation looming tomorrow, they chose to savor their remaining hours together rather than dwell on the impending farewell. When morning arrived, Andrew departed, and Isabella turned her attention to handling the Lilian situation alongside Jared.
Together, Jared and Lilian established a venture concerning Fisherman’s Cove. To better expose her misdeeds, Jared strategically maneuvered Lilian directly into the board of directors.
The board members, noting Jared and Lilian’s romantic relationship and mindful of Lilian’s influential backing, eagerly entrusted the project’s oversight to her.
Meanwhile, in Estresa, Andrew stepped off his flight and made his way to the local government office. Eaton Rachford, Estresa’s highest administrative executive, had anticipated his arrival. He stood waiting in the government office’s grand hall, dressed impeccably in formal attire.
Upon spotting Andrew approaching with credentials in hand, Eaton snapped to attention, greeting him with deference.
“Chief!”
Andrew acknowledged him with a curt nod before following him into his office.
Once inside, Andrew wasted no time on pleasantries.
“Have all the Perkins family files been prepared?”
Eaton was well aware of Andrew’s mission in Estresa: to eliminate the Perkins family, a festering wound in society’s fabric.
“Of course! They are all here.”
Eaton gestured toward the stack of documents sprawled across the table, his demeanor radiating utmost gravity as he began his briefing. Dismantling the Perkins family’s influence wasn’t merely Andrew’s mission—it represented years of Eaton’s unfulfilled aspirations.
Despite his position as Estresa’s highest administrative executive, he found himself powerless against such deeply entrenched local tyranny. Throughout his tenure, Eaton had mounted countless campaigns against the Perkins family’s corruption. Each attempt, no matter how carefully orchestrated, had crumbled before their formidable defenses. Now, watching a high-ranking official specifically dispatched to untangle this web of corruption, Eaton could barely contain the surge of hope in his chest.
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