Chapter 1205
He was curled up in the corner, shivering so badly it looked like he might fall apart at any moment. Whatever had happened to him, it had clearly scared the life out of him.
Priscilla rushed over, her voice trembling. “Sweetie, what happened to you p>
Zane finally looked up, his face ghostly pale. “I saw my dad. He was trying to strangle me p>
“What on earth are you talking about?” Priscilla gasped. “Your dad’s been gone for years! There’s no way you saw him. And even if you did, he would never hurt you-he’s your father p>
Zane’s panic only grew when he realized Priscilla didn’t believe him. He started talking faster, more frantic.
“I swear I saw him! Last night, he was by the window. Today he was at the front door, then he came inside! He kept chasing me, reaching for my neck like he wanted to kill me p>
Priscilla’s worry deepened. “Honey, are you sure you’re not just under a lot of stress? Maybe you’re having some kind of hallucination. Try to calm down, okay? Why don’t we check the security cameras together p>
“They won’t show anything!” Zane shot back.
Priscilla stared at him, speechless.
Zane was in such a bad state that Priscilla couldn’t take any chances. She grabbed her phone and dialed 911, asking for a psychologist to come over immediately.
After a thorough examination, the doctor concluded that Zane was suffering from a serious mental breakdown—too much stress, not enough sleep, and now his nerves were shot, leading to hallucinations.
She wrote him a prescription for some meds and told him to get plenty of rest.
It was almost dawn before Zane finally calmed down.
Even after taking sleeping pills, his mind was racing-he couldn’t shut off his thoughts.
The whole thing with Sarah today haunted him. The more he thought about it, the more unsettled he became.
How had Sarah escaped from the psychiatric hospital?
Who gave her those photos?
How on earth did she know he’d be at Number One Mansion today?
And what were the odds that Keaton just happened to run into Sarah and brought her over?
This had Tarquin written all over it.
If Tarquin could find Sarah, he definitely knew what had happened between them. Yeah, he had to know.
Zane bolted upright in bed. If Tarquin knew, did that mean Elysia knew too?
His breathing quickened. If Elysia knew, did that mean Winona also knew? Were they all in on it?
Zane sat there, thinking hard. Suddenly, something clicked. He threw off the covers, jumped out of bed, and hurried into the living room.
He stared at the security camera, jaw clenched, but ultimately did nothing. He just turned around and went back to bed.
Number One Mansion.
Elysia and Blossom were huddled together, whispering anxiously.
“Why’d he run out just to stare at the camera like that p>
Winona shrugged, completely unfazed. “He knows he’s being watched p>
“What p>
Winona replied, “I’ve been around him long enough to know how he thinks. He’s probably figured out all this weird stuff is me pulling strings behind the scenes. After all, I’m the only one who knows how much his dad terrifies him p>
Winona didn’t know what had gone down between Zane and Arthur, but she knew that Arthur was Zane’s personal nightmare.
Not even Priscilla knew that.
But Winona knew, because Zane would often wake up in the middle of the night, screaming Arthur’s name.
The past couple of days, Elliot and Elijah had helped her mess with the smart home system.
They could control the doorbell and appliances, and even project fake images at just the right moment.
So the Arthur Zane had seen wasn’t a figment of his imagination—it was just a projection.
The doorbell and crying he’d heard? That was Elliot and Elijah too, pulling the strings.
Winona’s goal was simple: she wanted Zane to feel that same powerless fear he’d made others feel.
Elysia and Blossom were visibly nervous.
“So… does Zane know you’re messing with him p>