Chapter 36
The reason Margaret didn’t accuse me earlier was that she believed I was completely blind. My blindness was still recent–only a few months–so she never considered I was capable of framing
Benjamin
Kevin sighed. “I didn’t expect your family situation to be so complicated.”
“Sorry for troubling you. If you want to reconsider, I understand.”
“Don’t overthink it, Ms. Sutton. I just can’t help but think of my daughter. She’s a bit younger than you. Are you still studying, or have you stopped? Sorry for asking so much. It’s just been on my mind today.”
I’m still in university, but I’m currently on leave.”
“That’s good. At least there’s still a chance for you to go back.”
I nodded slightly, appreciating his concern. Whether it came from strangers or roommates, such es, while not particularly helpful in my current circumstances, was still something I felt grateful for.
After driving for about an hour, the car finally stopped in front of a large estate. It was more of a manor, really. After passing through a sea of flowers, we arrived at the main villa.
“Wait here for a moment, Jules. I’ll park the car and take you up.”
“Okay, Kevin.”
On the way here, I started calling him Kevin.
While I was waiting outside, my phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number, but I answered it anyway
The voice on the other end was Samuel’s.
“You keep telling me to cut ties with Yvie, yet here you are cozying up to a middle–aged man. Riding off in his fancy car worth millions, huh? What about my car, worth tens of millions? Why don’t I see you offering yourself to me?”
“I’m working.”
“Working? Don’t tell me the man who carried you out of the hospital last time was this guy? Juliet Sutton, you really aren’t picky, are you? You let some married old man touch you and still expect me to like you?”
“That’s right,” I said coldly. “An old man touched me. So, let’s go our separate ways. You can go wherever you like, and I’ll do the same.”
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“How ungrateful,” he sneered. “I even bought you a guide dog. Since you’re so heartless, maybe I’ll just cook it for dinner.”
I froze, my entire body tense.
Memories of Lucky came flooding back. Lucky, the guide dog who had stayed with me for four years, had died in my arms. Her once warm body turned cold and stiff. The little dog who used to
lick my palms was killed by these people and dumped in front of me during one of my darkest
moments.
Lucky had indeed been a gift from Samuel.
In this life, I resolved to protect Lucky, sparing her the misery of having an owner like me. What a
pitiful life that would be for her.
“Don’t touch her,” I said, my voice steady but firm. I’ll come to you.”
“Come to my house tonight,” he demanded.
“Not tonight. I have work.
What kind of job could a blind woman have? Massage therapy? If you’re doing massages, you’d better come and massage me. If you dare massage anyone else, I’ll skin them alive and chop off your hands!”
“I said I’ll come to you once I’m done. Do whatever you want with me, but only if my dog is still alive.”
Without waiting for a response, I ended the call.
At that moment, the door of the villa opened. A frail–looking elderly woman stood there, her face full of surprise as she looked at me.
She coughed a few times before speaking, “Young lady, who are you? Why are you standing outside my house?”
This elderly woman was Gideon’s grandmother, Mrs. Foster Senior.
Gideon’s and Samuel’s fathers were half–brothers, sharing the same father but different mothers. Even so, the woman before me could still be considered Samuel’s grandmother.
