Chapter 493
Chapter 493:
Kailey stopped and looked at him coolly. “Just because I’ve been here a few days, you think I’m locked up? I can involve the police if I want. You’re aware of that, right p>
She had plenty of chances to do exactly that. She refrained only because of Kyson’s connection with Lyman — and she understood all too well that with Lyman’s influence, the authorities would be useless. Even if she were truly being held against her will, no proof would ever surface.
The guard fell silent.
“Step aside p>
Having reached her limit, Kailey walked forward without hesitation. Perhaps her expression was sharp enough to give him pause — the bodyguard didn’t dare stop her again. Instead, he motioned for two others to follow and immediately phoned Lyman.
At the car, Kailey yanked open the front door, then hesitated and moved to the back seat instead. “What are you waiting for?” she snapped. “Do you expect me to drive p>
𝘛𝘳e𝗻𝘥𝗶𝘯g no𝘃е𝗅ѕ o𝗇
The guards exchanged glances before quickly climbing in.
“Miss Evans, where should we go?” one of them asked.
Only then did Kailey realize she had no destination in mind. The earlier surge of anger faded, leaving a dull confusion in its place. After a brief pause, she rasped out an address.
The driver glanced at her in the mirror and started the engine.
She had given Felicity’s location.
She assumed Felicity would be busy at this hour, yet as they arrived, Felicity was stepping outside. “Kailey?” She stared in disbelief, then rushed over, cupping Kailey’s face in her hands and giving it a light squeeze. “What the hell? Where have you been? You ignored all my messages. I thought you’d been kidnapped. I almost called the police p>
“It’s complicated.” Kailey gently pulled away. “Are you free? Want to go out for a bit p>
“Of course p>
They climbed into the car. Two guards sat up front while another vehicle followed close behind. Felicity had seen this sort of escort before, yet it felt strange seeing Kailey surrounded by it. Wasn’t she the one who hated being monitored the most? Leaning closer, she whispered, “What’s going on? Is your husband scared someone will snatch you p>
Kailey shook her head. “It’s not him p>
Felicity’s eyes widened. “Then you really were abducted? Should I call p>
“Don’t,” Kailey interrupted, exhausted just thinking about it. “I just need to breathe. How about coffee p>
At that moment, the guard in the passenger seat answered his phone. They could only hear his polite responses. When the call ended, he said, “Mr. Vasquez says you’re free to go out, but he expects you home by six p>
Kailey lowered her gaze and said nothing.
Felicity scoffed. “Who does he think he is, setting a deadline for her?” The guard frowned but held his tongue.
Soon they reached the shopping center.
That brief message from Lyman reignited Kailey’s irritation. She grabbed Felicity’s arm and steered her toward the high-end stores. “Choose whatever you want. Someone else is footing the bill p>
Felicity grinned, already guessing whose card would be charged. “Perfect. Let’s empty the place p>
A chill ran through the guard as he quickly reported this to Lyman, whose response was short and emotionless. “Let her p>