Chapter 525
“Who gave her the love spell? And who made the Bennet family abandon Odalys? There might have been a conspiracy from the very beginning,” Stellan said, patting Caspian on the shoulder. “The Bennet family may be in serious trouble if you don’t find this person.”
He turned to leave. Caspian, his eyes full of complicated emotions, called out, “Why are you telling me this? What’s your purpose?” He hurried forward two steps.
Stellan chuckled, a smile playing on his handsome face. “I’ve never met you, but you seem the most reliable member of the Bennet family. I don’t want to see the Bennet family destroyed. What do you think?”
He continued, “Besides, I’m just giving you a heads-up. What you do with that information is none of my business.” Stellan then entered the living room.
The night felt especially cold to Caspian as he stood alone outside. Stellan’s mention of negative energy surrounding the Bennet family confirmed his suspicions. He had already suspected the family’s involvement in Odalys's abandonment. He pondered, “Who made the Bennet family abandon Odalys? And who wanted Sophia to usurp Odalys’s position?”
A flash of ruthlessness crossed his eyes, quickly concealed. Caspian was skilled at hiding his true thoughts. He appeared unconcerned about Henry, but secretly, he never missed an opportunity to undermine him.
A sudden thought struck Caspian. He ran outside and looked up at the second-floor, floor-to-ceiling window, finding nothing. “Was I overthinking it?” he wondered.
With a heavy heart, he entered the living room.
Stellan came in from outside. Selah hurried to him, asking, “How is it? Was your brainwashing successful?”
Stellan gave an “OK” gesture. “It’s done. I only asked two questions: who made the Bennet family abandon Odalys, and who wanted Sophia to replace her. I saw ambition in Caspian’s eyes. This man is not content with his current position.”
But Selah was restless. “Orson has been upstairs for so long and hasn’t come down yet. I hope nothing happened.” She glanced toward the stairs, but Orson didn't appear. Stellan remained silent, equally worried.
Chapter 325
Hannah, her face etched with wrinkles and appearing haggard, looked almost terrifying. Her eyes were sunken, dark-circled, and without makeup, she seemed almost sixty years old. Her current demeanor was a stark contrast to her usual elegance.
“Do you know the price you should pay for laying your hands on Odalys? If you dare to touch her, I will break your arm tonight! If you insist, I don’t mind personally chopping it off,” Percival’s voice was terrifyingly cold.
Hannah was truly frightened. She feared Percival's gaze and couldn't believe he would protect Odalys so fiercely.
“Odalys is my daughter,” Hannah began to say.
“Ouch!” Percival tightened his grip as she spoke. His eyes were ruthless. “But Odalys is my wife. She’s a member of the Stewart family. It’s none of your business. You should know your place!”
Completely frightened, Hannah could only watch as Percival flung her hand away, wiping his fingertips with a handkerchief as if he’d touched something filthy. Hannah’s wrist was already blue and purple, and a scar was clearly visible. She feared it would become necrotic.
She didn’t know if his words were a threat or a joke. She could only say, “Since she married you, the Stewart family can protect her. But why did you break into the Bennet family in the middle of the night and cause a scene? And she stole my necklace before the wedding! The Stewart family won’t ignore this, right? I wore that necklace for over six months!”
Her purpose was clear: she wanted the necklace back. This was Oliver’s condition for curing her.
“You think wearing it for six months makes it yours? I’ve lived at the Bennet Villa for six months—shouldn't this place belong to me then? If the necklace is yours, then this house is mine. Hannah, why don’t you move out?” Odalys retorted sarcastically. The Bennet family are so shameless, she thought.
“You!” Hannah seethed, her chest heaving with anger. Her eyes were fixed on the necklace around Odalys's neck; greed flashed in her gaze. The necklace Oliver wants must be extraordinary, she thought. Her luck had turned bad after Odalys took it back.
Knowing its power, she regretted letting Odalys take it.
“Odalys.” Brandon rushed over, appearing much older, his cloudy eyes fixed on Odalys. “Did you kill my ancestor?” he gritted out.
Chapter 325 (continued)
Odalys smiled mockingly. His plan to use Francis's body to bring back his ancestor was obvious.
“Your ancestor! I don’t even know you. Do you think I would know your ancestor? Besides, you’re old enough to be my grandfather. I’m only twenty. Where would I have met your ancestor?” Odalys laughed.
Brandon was speechless.