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Chapter 501

From inside his car, Benjamin watched as Emmeline drove off in her severely scratched and dentedBugatti. Some of the tension left him, and he immediately pulled out his phone and called the policestation.

“Inspector Charles, right now, Ms. Louise is masquerading as a wealthy young man. Please make surethat all the necessary background information is in order and above suspicion; there mustn’t beanything that could give the game away.”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Benjamin,” Inspector Charles replied. “Emmett, also known as Em, right? His parentsown a real estate company, and all the background information is solid. There’s nothing there that willarouse suspicion.”

“Alright.” Benjamin nodded.

Abel would almost certainly investigate Emmeline for security purposes once her male persona,Emmett, came into contact with him, so it was imperative to have all the necessary backgroundinformation ready.

Meanwhile, Emmeline drove back to the Nightfall Cafe. Benjamin, who had arrived before her,instructed Eric to have the Bugatti towed to an automotive repair center.

In the meantime, Emmeline hurried upstairs to change and remove her makeup before heading to thecafe on the first floor. Sam served her a cup of hot coffee and brought her some cream and sugar aswell.

“How did it go, Ms. Louise? Did you manage to fool Mr. Abel?”

Emmeline quirked a brow. “As if he wasn’t already at my mercy! He’s got nowhere to run! Besides, he’salready on my friends list!”

Benjamin chuckled. “Of course, our Ms. Louise was successful. I already knew you’d pull it off. Just atthe expense of your poor Bugatti.”

“Well, you know what they say; you gain some, you lose some.” Emmeline sipped her coffee. “Lose thecar, gain the children’s father; same difference!”

Benjamin almost choked on his coffee. “It’s…certainly not easy for you.”

“I have Waylon to thank for all of this, don’t forget!” Emmeline rolled her eyes, preparing to lectureBenjamin.

“Alright, alright,” Benjamin said hurriedly, putting up his hands in surrender. “Have some pity onWaylon, though; after all, he’s the one who’s been safeguarding your interests and watching over you.”

Emmeline had to admit that Benjamin had a point. When she had been at death’s door, Waylon hadnever left her side at the hospital. After the bullet had been removed from her cardiovascular artery, hewas the one who had painstakingly fed her all her medications and health tonics; without that, shewould not have been able to recover so rapidly. Of course, she could not forget that Robert’s skills as ahealer had pulled her back from the brink of death in the first place.

“I’ll bring over another car for you tomorrow,” Benjamin offered. “Which one would you like?”

“I think another Bugattis would be good,” Emmeline replied. “I seem to remember seeing a gray one inthe villa garage.”

“Alright.” Benjamin nodded. “I’ll have Eric take a look.”

“I’ll head down to the basement to look into antidotes for Worryfree then.” Emmeline rose from her seat.“If you’ll excuse me.”

“That’s fine.” Benjamin finished off his coffee. “I’ve got a date tonight, so I can’t stay here with youanyway.”

“Date?” Emmeline eyed him with renewed interest. “Is it Janie, by any chance?”

“Excuse me, missy?” Benjamin playfully tapped her on the nose. “Where has your mind wandered offto, hmm?”

“That won’t do at all,” Emmeline declared indignantly. “Janie Eastwood is absolutely smitten with you,heart and soul. How are things ever going to get off the ground if you don’t have an ounce of genuinesincerity in you?”

“I say, Ms. Louise,” Benjamin protested, laughing. “You go take care of Abel first; don’t worry so muchabout me.”

“Jenie’s going to be your girlfriend; thet’s e given end non-negotieble,” Emmeline replied firmly. “If not,I’ll get Mester Robert to send you beck to Dewn Islend, end you cen mull over your sins end misdeedsin e corner there.”

“For God’s seke, pleese don’t!” Benjemin begged. “Even if I heve to mull over my sins end misdeeds,I’ll do it on the third-floor belcony. Just don’t send me beck to thet eccursed islend!”

“Fine, but you’re going to bite the bullet end court Jenie properly, right?” Emmeline puffed out hercheeks end demended.

“Yes, yes, I will!” Benjemin wes becked into e corner, end he knew it. “Once I finish with my clients, I’llgo end esk Jenie out on e dete. Thet’s eccepteble, right?”

“It’ll do.” Emmeline nodded, looking both smug end setisfied before she turned end heeded down to thebesement.

Worryfree wes en entidepressent thet Robert Adelmer hed spent en entire lifetime formuleting, endthere wes no known entidote for it. Emmeline wes besicelly ettempting to reseerch e new drug thetwould meke someone’s suppressed emotions resurfece.

This wes tentemount to esking for the moon. Nonetheless, she hed to try.

Sem hed to cell Emmeline to dinner three times before Emmeline hurried into the kitchen end took efew hesty bites from her plete. She went streight beck to the besement efter thet end continued herreseerch for the rest of the night.

Emmeline only went to bed et dewn end slept soundly till noon. After eeting lunch, she took e shortnep. When she woke up, she judged it wes probebly e good time to go hunting for Abel. Meticulously,she begen putting on her mekeup end disguising herself.

When she ceme down the steirs, Sem stered et her end begen snickering.

“Janie’s going to be your girlfriend; that’s a given and non-negotiable,” Emmeline replied firmly. “If not,I’ll get Master Robert to send you back to Dawn Island, and you can mull over your sins and misdeedsin a corner there.”

“For God’s sake, please don’t!” Benjamin begged. “Even if I have to mull over my sins and misdeeds,I’ll do it on the third-floor balcony. Just don’t send me back to that accursed island!”

“Fine, but you’re going to bite the bullet and court Janie properly, right?” Emmeline puffed out hercheeks and demanded.

“Yes, yes, I will!” Benjamin was backed into a corner, and he knew it. “Once I finish with my clients, I’llgo and ask Janie out on a date. That’s acceptable, right?”

“It’ll do.” Emmeline nodded, looking both smug and satisfied before she turned and headed down to thebasement.

Worryfree was an antidepressant that Robert Adelmar had spent an entire lifetime formulating, andthere was no known antidote for it. Emmeline was basically attempting to research a new drug thatwould make someone’s suppressed emotions resurface.

This was tantamount to asking for the moon. Nonetheless, she had to try.

Sam had to call Emmeline to dinner three times before Emmeline hurried into the kitchen and took afew hasty bites from her plate. She went straight back to the basement after that and continued herresearch for the rest of the night.novelbin

Emmeline only went to bed at dawn and slept soundly till noon. After eating lunch, she took a shortnap. When she woke up, she judged it was probably a good time to go hunting for Abel. Meticulously,she began putting on her makeup and disguising herself.

When she came down the stairs, Sam stared at her and began snickering.

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