The Billionaire Who Saved Me

About thirty minutes later, Carolus was behind the wheel, driving the four-wheeler out of the police compound. His earlier meeting with Bald meant that he had to meet Garrett immediately.

Carolus’ arrival at Garrett’s office was immediately greeted by Amber. The secretary immediately escorted Carolus to Garrett’s room.

“How did it go? Were you successful?” Garrett’s question was filled with hope. It was understandable, considering that over the past few days, Garrett had demanded that Carolus do whatever it took to resolve their investigation into Daphne’s accident.

Fortunately, Garrett’s hope was fulfilled this time. In the form of a firm nod, without a hint of doubt, from Carolus. Immediately, a spark of excitement appeared in Garrett’s eyes.

“I managed to get Bald’s confession, sir. Along with the motive that drove him to it.”

The answer, of course, was money. Something he needed to meet his only daughter.

When Garrett instructed Carolus to investigate Bald’s family, the man realized that Farrah had indeed chosen the right person. Bald lived alone, in a rented house that he often left when he had to carry loads across town. Sometimes even across provinces.

At first glance, Bald really looked like a man without a family. But Carolus found a fact he had almost overlooked. That Bald was currently a widower. He was divorced, and his wife had custody of their beloved daughter. She had moved to abroad to work.

In fact, the divorce couldn’t break the father-daughter bond that Bald felt. That’s why he worked as hard as he could with one goal in mind. One day he would be reunited with Amy.

“Mrs. Farrah actually ordered Bald to crash Madam’s car. In exchange for fifteen thousand dollars and the assurance of assistance during the upcoming trial.”

Garrett grunted. His face showed a look of disgust Carolus had never seen before.

“To kill Nana,” Garrett growled as he clenched both hands. “Aunt Farrah went that far?”

Indeed, Garrett’s common sense and logic could not comprehend Farrah’s thought process. No matter how one looked at it, Garrett was convinced that it was excessively cruel to do this to one’s own mother.

“What Aunt Farrah did was really outrageous.”

Carolus nodded. Regardless of his ties to Daphne and the larger Morales family, Carolus could judge it objectively. What biological child would do such a thing?

“We can’t just stand by and let Aunt Farrah act beyond this, sir.”

Carolus looked at Garrett. “What do you want me to do?”

Not answering immediately, Garrett seemed to think for a moment. Thought quickly. Then he decided.

“First, we need to catch Aunt Farrah off guard for a moment. I’m sure she’ll find a loophole to continue her plan.”

As he said this, Garrett remembered Elice. Farrah was eyeing the woman as her next target. Garrett’s jaw clenched.

“In the meantime, I want you to prepare all available documents and evidence. If Aunt Farrah acts, we’ll move quickly.”

On his way home that night, Garrett racked his brain. He remembered Ariel’s words at the hospital. Farrah was suspicious of him. And that was probably because Garrett had been avoiding important conversations at home. In the office as well as in his room.

At first, Garrett was clearly doing it to keep all his actions secret. He didn’t want Farrah to know anything. But who would have thought that this would only arouse Farrah’s suspicions? And even cause Farrah to make more plans right away?

So when Garrett came home and found Elice in the room, he immediately brought up a topic. About Pacific Energy.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

“It’s been a tiring day,” Garrett said.

Elice helped Garrett get his jacket off. “I’ll have Rosaline make you some tea.”

But before Elice could move, Garrett reached for his wife’s hand. Elice stopped in her tracks. Their eyes met and Garrett spoke.

“Grandma’s death has made the office a bit unsettled.”

Elice’s eyes widened. She seemed to be looking at the spot where Thea had placed Farrah’s bug. Garrett understood Elice’s meaning. But rather than stop talking, he continued.

“I’m worried that if this goes on any longer, the company might become unstable. Because no matter what happens, you know my position here, Elice.”

Elice looked at Garrett in confusion. But he nodded, signaling with his eyes. Elice understood. It was just hard for her to say it.

“You are an unexpected heir.”

*

Farrah took a long breath. With her earpiece in, she listened to all the conversations between Garrett and Elice. About the turmoil in the company, the shaken stock, and other things that made Farrah smile a little.

“I guess I was thinking too much,” Farrah thought to herself.

Farrah removed the earpiece and felt relief in her chest. It felt light. Especially since she was alone in the room. She could listen to all the conversations between Garrett and Elice without having to prepare for Kurt’s disapproving look.

Thanks to Kurt’s return to Crestdale, Farrah had regained her freedom. And in light of that, Kurt’s decision to come home seemed to benefit her.

“The company’s not in good shape. Does that mean I should hold off for a while?” Farrah asked herself. She thought carefully. “Maybe it’s better if I postpone the plan to remove Elice until this whole situation is resolved.”

Convinced that this was the right thing to do, Farrah got up from her seat. She left her laptop behind and walked out of the room. She was about to enjoy dinner when a housekeeper approached her and said, “Master Ariel is here, madam.”

Farrah nodded. Without saying anything, she left immediately. It was the right time. They could have dinner together. Without Kurt, she and Ariel could certainly discuss many things.

“Does this mean that you will be staying here for a while, Ma?” Ariel had started the conversation at the dinner table three days ago, after Kurt had left. He hadn’t found the time to visit his mother since that day. Despite his intention not to arouse Farrah’s suspicions, Ariel had been busy with work.

“Yes,” Farrah replied, lifting her eyes from her plate to look at her son, who seemed to be enjoying his dinner. “Because there are still a few things I need to take care of around here.”

Ariel stopped eating and looked at his mother, and Farrah smiled meaningfully at him. Ariel understood.

The clink of the spoon against the plate echoed loudly as Ariel set it down. His handsome face looked slightly agitated.

“You’re right, Ma.”

*