“Ms. Stanhope. No, Mrs. Featherstone. You know how difficult it is to shake off your husband. We need to be extra careful,” she revealed confidently.
“Your target isn’t me?” I frowned as strong sense of foreboding rose in my heart.
The woman shook her index finger. “No, of course not. You’re not worth our efforts.”
She didn’t finish her sentence, but I knew what she meant.
Anthony had offended many people so Featherstone Corporation could reach new heights, so this must be related to him.
The woman paused and proceeded to scrutinize my face.
Does she think I’ll be afraid?
I had spent a lot of time with Anthony, so I learned how to read minds from him.
I met her gaze and sneered. “Oh, so Anthony is a great threat to you. I didn’t know that. What about Marcus, then? Why did you target him?”
I wanted to know how Marcus got himself involved in this matter.
The woman’s boss must be up to something. I didn’t know what it was, but it must be the reason Marcus was lured to M Country.
If so, I dared not imagine how elaborated their plan was.
However, I needed to talk to Marcus to confirm my speculations. I didn’t want to believe that I had brought bad luck to him again.
At the mention of Marcus’ name, the woman arched a brow. “Him? He’s no one important. Why? Did you risk your life because of him?”
They must’ve investigated me and knew about Marcus and me. Clearly, she was trying to provoke me.
“I just want to know where he is now.”
Suddenly, the woman’s face darkened. “You can’t even save yourself now. I’m not here to answer your questions.”
With that, she looked away and ignored me.
After we went past the last crossroad, the woman ordered, “Enough. Let’s go home.”
The driver nodded and sped up. We soon left the city and went past a few farms before arriving at a desolate area without streetlamps.
It was pitch dark as the dark clouds had covered the moon. The night sky felt like it was about to swallow everything in its path.
I grew increasingly uneasy. These people wouldn’t reveal their reason for capturing me and my son easily.
Finally, we left the desolate area. The car slowed down.
We were about to arrive at our destination.
Shortly after, the car came to a stop in front of an ancient castle.
After I got off the car, besides the car’s headlights, the only light source was from the entrance of the castle. The surrounding darkness seemed to suck everything into its void. As the wind howled in my ears, I stared at the flickering candlelight lighting up the creaky castle.
Through the crack of the door, I saw a familiar figure clad in a black cloak. He was staring at a religious painting on the wall, deep in thought.
Upon hearing the commotion, he turned to face us. I was flabbergasted when our gazes met.
“Marcus?” Did he lure me here on purpose?
One year later, he seemed like an entirely different man with his unshaved jaw and masculine figure.
“Finally, we meet again,” he rasped out while gazing at me. It was as though he was seeing another person in me.
Bewildered, I asked, “Are you being held captive here, too?”
“Ha! How naive,” the woman mocked before telling the bodyguard. “Head in. The doctor is waiting for you.”
“We’ll leave her with you.” With that, the woman followed the bodyguard upstairs.
Once they left, we were left alone in the hall. The maid had already shut the door. It was much quiet without the howling wind.
“Come with me,” said Marcus. He walked up another flight of stairs.
Curious, I went after him obediently.
There were many rooms on the second floor. Marcus led me down the hallway and came to a stop when we reached the end. He opened the door on the right and stepped aside. “This is your room. Have a good rest tonight.”
I stepped in and studied the surroundings. There were candles lighting up the huge room. I immediately spotted a laptop beside the bed which seemed out of place in this castle.
Hearing the footsteps behind me, I turned and called out, “Wait a minute!”
Marcus was taller and bigger than me. Even his shadow swallowed mine whole, so my action seemed ridiculous.
“Don’t you have anything to say?” I looked up and queried.
He towered above me icily. “What do you want me to say?”
His cool reaction pissed me off. He knew what I meant, but pretended to be clueless. I didn’t know why he was acting this way. Right now, I needed to find out where my son was.
I sighed and tried to stay calm. “Why are you so familiar with the others? Where is my son, Toby and Camelia? You don’t seem anxious at all.”
Marcus furrowed his brows and gestured at the laptop in my room. “You can see your son’s current condition there. If you stay here obediently, you’ll get to see him every day.”
I looked at him before turning to glance at the laptop. It was clear that Marcus knew everything about my son.
A hint of frustration crept into my heart.
Indeed, I risked my life for my son’s sake, but I also did it because I was worried for Marcus.
I bit my lip and muttered, “Why did you do this?”
A heavy silence hung in the air, safe for the crackling sounds of the candles.
After a long while, Marcus spoke. “You’re exhausted. Go to bed.”
“Marcus!” I uttered frantically, but I couldn’t make him stay.
He stalked away and soon reached the other end of the hallway. Without looking back, he entered the first room on the left and shut the door.
It was as though he was trying to draw a line between us. I felt annoyed at that thought.
However, my son’s safety was of utmost importance. I dashed back into my room and switched on the laptop.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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