Chapter 225 Suspicious Encounter
Chapter 225 Suspicious Encounter
Fortunately, Laura’s next words claimed his full interest.
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“I just saw Sidonie slip into that motel with some guy,” she whispered. “They look so shady. Let’s find out what she’s hiding.”
A woman’s intuition screamed that Sidonie and the stranger were up to no good.
“Sidonie?” Harlan’s eyes narrowed. He despised that woman. If he could dig up more dirt on her, why not?
The two conspirators exchanged a look and headed for the motel.
Not far away, a car was about to clear the intersection when the passenger in front said, “Hey, Sterling, isn’t that little rascal of yours walking with a woman? Did he get himself a new girlfriend?”
Seated in the back, Sterling Windore lifted his gaze. The next second, his pupils contracted; he locked onto the woman beside his nephew. Even from behind, he knew her–it was Laura.
“Huh? They just went intò a motel! If the kid wanted a room, shouldn’t he pick a five–star hotel?” the man in front exclaimed.
“Turn around. Pull over,” Sterling ordered icily.
“What?” The man, Calvin Reed, glanced back. “Your nephew’s chasing a girl. Do you really have to worry that much?”
Sterling’s tone froze the air. “Didn’t you hear me?”
From the rear–view mirror, Calvin saw his friend’s handsome face darken as though he’d just lost the most critical case of his career.
In fact, Sterling had never lost a case.
In all their years of friendship, Calvin had seen that expression only once–when Sterling got a breakup call from his ex, and what followed…
The memory made Calvin shiver. Who would have thought a man so composed could, on rare occasions, be absolutely terrifying?
The driver pulled over to the curb. Sterling stepped out first and strode toward the motel, Calvin hurrying beside him and muttering, “Don’t tell me you’re here to bust your nephew. He’s a grown man. Still, that woman who went in with him looked awfully familiar… I swear I’ve seen her somewhere before… Wait- wasn’t that the girlfriend you dated back in the day…”
Calvin’s words cut off mid–sentence.
Sterling radiated an icy aura.
Calvin clicked his tongue. No way… Could it really be Sterling’s ex–girlfriend?
Back then, everyone had assumed Sterling would dump that girl in no time.
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After all, he was heir to a dynasty of attorneys, running the biggest law firm in Jexburgh, while she was a sheltered nobody–it looked mismatched from every angle.
Yet, to everyone’s shock, the first to say “we’re through” had been the girl herself.
And since that breakup, Sterling had never dated another woman.
People who knew the story used to whisper that maybe he still couldn’t forget her.
But Sterling never so much as mentioned her name, and whenever others brought her up, he acted utterly indifferent, leading Calvin to believe the whole affair was nothing more than a footnote in his friend’s life.
Looks like it wasn’t a footnote at all… Calvin realized.
Inside the motel, Sidonie followed Lindgren into one of the shabby rooms.
Disgust clouded her eyes. If Trent hadn’t ordered this man to investigate who saved him from drowning years ago, she would never have let him get leverage on her, much less sneak into a dump like this with him.
“What exactly do you need to say to me?” Sidonie asked, her patience fraying.
“With pleasure,” Lindgren replied with a half–smile. “Let’s talk about the balance you owe me. You said I’d get the rest after you and Trent made it official, but right now, your reputation’s hanging by a thread. Whether that happy ending ever happens is anyone’s guess. I suggest you pay up sooner rather than later.”
“What?” Sidonie’s face went white. The forty–nine point five million? Where on earth am I supposed to find that kind of cash?
Besides, back then, she’d only been stalling him; she’d never intended to pay a cent.
Once Trent married her, whether she was his savior or not would be irrelevant. Even if this man told Trent the truth, she was confident she could keep the marriage intact.
But the wedding hadn’t happened yet, and Trent must never learn the truth now.
“I’m not Trent’s wife yet,” she said through clenched teeth. “I don’t have that kind of money.”
“You’re still a Stonehurst,” Lindgren said lazily. “If you really want the money, you’ll find a way. I’ll give you one month. Fail to pay in full, and I tell Trent he’s been living a lie. Then your dream of becoming his wife will disappear for good.”
