Take Me Away

Chapter 132 Forging A Partnership

"What? Have you lost your mind?" Spencer spat out the water he was drinking and roared. He paid no

attention to the people passing by, who gasped with their eyes wide open in shock. "What is this

nonsensical talk? You're my sister. And that's final. Do you understand? There can be nothing else

between us!"

Celine sighed and looked away from him. "That's the only thing I want. Nothing else would make me

happy. Since you have no intentions of giving me what I want, I won't force you," she said in a gloomy

voice.

"I don't want to hear you mention such nonsense ever again. I won't have it!" Spencer said sternly. He

turned his back to Celine and stomped off without looking at her.

She narrowed her eyes as she heard his footsteps receding. She took out her cellphone from her

pocket and dialed a phone number. She wasn't sure if it was going to work, but she was willing to try.

"Finally, you decide to call me." On the other end of the line was Charles, smiling.

"The drug. I need it. Give me the drug," Celine whispered. She had left the drug that Charles had given

her in M City. She hadn't expected to use it here, but now, she wasn't left with much choice.

Charles agreed without a second thought. "Certainly. Don't forget to report Spencer's every move to

me."

"Of course, I will," Celine promised. Just when Charles was about to disconnect the call, she stopped

him.

"Well, is there anything else?" he asked.

"Can you get rid of Fiona for me?" Celine asked tentatively, her lips quivering.

Upon hearing this, Charles laughed maniacally on the other end of the line. It was almost impossible to

guess what he was thinking. "You think too highly of me. I failed the last time; now it's impossible.

Spencer is on guard now. Besides, I can't go back to M City." Celine snorted. "You can't kill her, or you

don't want to?" she asked, clenching her fists.

She was about to say something more when a few doctors came over. She instantly lowered her voice

and whispered, "I have to go. I can't talk to you right now but I'll keep in touch."

She then disconnected the call.

"Miss Cheng, you need to take care of yourself. Please rest in your ward," a doctor reminded her as he

walked to her side.

"I'm fine. Thank you." Celine gave him a curt nod.

She watched as the doctors left. Once they were out of sight, she snorted and went back to the ward.

Only two days ago, she had found Charles' number on her phone while lying on her bed idly and

meddling with her phone.

When she had seen his name on the screen, she had felt scared at first. All those years in B Country,

she had known nothing about the despicable monster she was sleeping with. But setting her fear aside,

she had a million questions she wanted to ask him.

She hesitated for a while before she dialed his number, trying her luck to see if he answered the phone.

Even if Charles wanted to hurt her, he couldn't possibly do it through the phone.

"Sorry, the number you've dialed is no longer in use. Please check the number you have entered." An

emotionless female voice came from the automated voice response system. Celine hung up, feeling

disappointed. After a short while, the phone rang suddenly, and a strange foreign number appeared on

the caller ID.

"Hello?" Celine nervously answered the call.

"It's me, Charles. I suppose you were trying to contact me?"

Charles' deep voice came from the other end of the line. Feeling a little grim after hearing his voice,

Celine answered, "How did you know I was trying to contact you? Your phone number is not in use

anymore."

"If you only called me to ask me stupid questions, I don't have time for you."

"No, I just wanted to know where you were."

"And why is that? Are you trying to find my location for Spencer so he can come and kill me?" Charles

replied in a surprisingly calm voice.

"I called for me."

"Really? Why? Do you miss me?"

Celine could hear Charles sneering at her. She lost her temper and yelled, "In your dreams! I have a

few questions for you."

"Then go ahead, ask me," Charles said coolly.

Celine bit her lip and asked, "Were you the one who kidnapped me?"

"Why? What do you think? It was your fate. We weren't planning on kidnapping you. You got there by

accident. Who asked you to chase Fiona?" Charles snorted.

Celine's face turned red with anger, while her tone became more emotional. She roared, "If you

kidnapped me accidentally, why weren't you letting me go? Besides, why did you send those two men

to humiliate me?"

"Humiliate you?" Charles snapped. "You felt that it was humiliating? But I heard that you moaned loudly

with pleasure that night..."

"You bastard!" Celine cursed him. She was starting to regret having called him at all.

"Celine, don't get so cocky now. You know it's really easy for me to kill you, right? Even Spencer can't

help you," Charles threatened her in a cold voice.

Celine was trembling with fear, but she put on a brave front and said, "Don't threaten me! They're going

to catch you sooner or later!"

"If they do, I'll take you down with me!" Charles retorted fiercely. "You think you're better than me? You

just bought yourself a design award at that competition in B Country. You plagiarized Fiona's necklace

design. Wait, do you think they've started manufacturing the necklace yet? Don't forget about the days

we spent together! If I reveal even one of those secrets you've been hiding, you are doomed."

"Shut up! Not another word, Charles!" Celine yelled into her phone.

"Celine, try to work with me here. We can both get what we want," Charles said softly, as if he was

trying to make peace.

"No way in hell! I'll never work with you!"

"Don't you want Spencer for yourself? I know a way you can get your precious Spencer back. Don't you

want to try?" Charles asked in an enticing tone.

Celine paused for a while before asking, "Are you telling the truth? Can I trust you?"

"How will you know if you don't try?"

Charles knew what was in Celine's mind. She was just a bitch who wanted to act like a chaste woman.

Now, her only goal was to get Spencer, and the only way to do that successfully was to make Spencer

and Fiona break up.

"Okay. What do you want in return?" Celine asked tentatively after thinking for a long time.

"I want you to inform me of Spencer's latest plans and the situation at the base."

"What? You want me to betray him?"

"Betray him? Don't think so highly of yourself. You haven't even been given a chance to betray him until

now." Charles chuckled scornfully.

Celine ignored his jab and asked, "Then why do you need that information?"

"Isn't it good to know what your enemy is planning? He is going to take his revenge on me sooner or

later. In any case, I should prepare myself. You just need to tell me everything that he's planning at the

base. Think of me as your friend. In exchange for the information you share with me, you can have

Spencer. No harm, no foul," Charles explained calmly. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

"How will I get Spencer?" Celine asked in a soft voice, eagerly tightening her grip on the phone.

"You just need to do this. I will take care of the rest."

Celine's eyes instantly lit up when she heard his words. "Are you sure this will work?"

"Just try it. I have the drug. I can give it to you whenever you want."

"Okay. But I need you to promise me that you won't hurt Spencer no matter what happens," Celine said

firmly.

"That's not a problem. So, we're officially partners now?"

"Yeah. I think so."

After his lunch, Spencer went to George's ward, and he was happy that Fiona was not there.

"Are you feeling better now?" he asked as he walked into the room and sat next to the bed.

"Well, I'm in a much better mood, but my legs still feel the same." George smiled bitterly.

"I'm sorry." Spencer lowered his head and gave him a sincere apology. He had never expected that the

rescue mission would result in so many injuries and casualties.

"If you're only apologizing for relying on me to rescue Fiona, I won't accept it. Even if you hadn't asked

me to, I would have still risked my life to save her. I'm only angry with myself." George took a look at his

legs and continued, "I hate myself for not being able to stand up on my own and for making Fiona feel

guilty. I'd rather die than live like this. At least that way, she would be able to remember me fondly."

Spencer felt his throat tighten upon hearing how much affection George had for Fiona. "What are your

feelings towards Fiona? Do you only think of her as a sister?" he asked grimly.

The corners of George's lips lifted into a smile as he looked at Spencer and said, "Probably more than

just a sister."

Spencer clenched his fists in anger, but he controlled himself and warned, "You can't think of her as

anything other than a sister."

George ignored him and leaned in with great enthusiasm on his face. "Do you know something? Fiona

was like an angel when she was a kid. She was beautiful, lovely, and kind. All the boys in our

neighborhood had a crush on her. She was the girl of our dreams."

The more Spencer heard, the angrier he got. If only he could go back in time, he would have taken

Fiona for himself right when she was born and would have kicked all those boys out of his way. He

would have raised her himself and married her once she was of age.

"Hey, are you even listening to me?" George patted Spencer's shoulder.

"I'm listening!" Spencer growled with an angry expression.

"Well, that's why I always think so highly of her. Except for that one time long ago when I proposed to

her, I wouldn't dare to even think of doing anything vulgar or inappropriate," George explained with a

slight smile on his face.

"You'd better remember not to."

"Then you should be nice to her," George said, turning serious all of a sudden. "Though I am not with

her, don't think I'll sit back and watch if she gets hurt. If you hurt her even a bit, I will punish you for it."

"Don't worry. That day will never come. But you can't always expect her to come and feed you. I can't

take it," Spencer said with a smile.

"Are you jealous? I didn't see that coming." George smirked.

"Don't try to provoke me now. Quickly stand up and fight me!" Spencer said, shaking his head.

"Don't worry. I'll be back on my feet soon! Besides, I have been wanting to teach you how to fight for a

long time now," George said with a smug smile.

Spencer stood up and mocked, "Well, we'll see!"

Just as he turned around to leave, however, George stopped him. "Wait! What about the base? What

about X? What do we do about Charles? I don't think you want to go back to M City without resolving

the problems here. So while we're here, I'm sure you'll come up with a plan, right?"

Spencer smiled and nodded. "It's so effortless to talk to smart people. I have decided to go to Charles'

nest. The specific plans are still under discussion."

George nodded in agreement. "Good. It's better if we eliminate Charles. We will have nothing to

regret."

"That's the plan."