Chapter 303 No Way He Can Escape
Lucian asked with a drawl of someone who just woke up.
Calista was startled by his voice. As she regained her senses, she turned and glanced around the room.
The interior of the room was familiar to her.
She sat up and glanced at her clothes quickly. She was still dressed in the same clothes as yesterday. It’s just slightly wrinkled from a night’s sleep.
“How did 1-”
Calista’s words halted as she vaguely remembered falling asleep on the couch yesterday.
“What time is it now?” She lifted the covers and then got off the bed. “Why didn’t you wake me up?”
“I did though.”
Calista paused as she was getting off the bed. She shot him a suspicious look. Lucian also sat up,
exposing his upper body, which was sexy and well–built.
“You didn’t even wake up despite me carrying you from that couch to the bed. Isn’t it considered as you
not waking up after I tried to wake you up?”
He grabbed his watch on the bedside table and glanced at the time.
“It’s eight o’clock now.”
Calista’s about to be late to work. She could no longer bother to argue with him regarding whether he did
wake her up last night
She rushed to her closet to get her clothes. After she was changed, Lucian had already showered and got
“applied for leave for you at the museum.”
Calista took out her phone from her bag and clicked on the call log. Indeed, she saw a call from her to
us this morning at six.
told you to apply for leave for me without my permission?
think of her if a man used her phone to apply for leave for her at se in the ma
od a lot to her.
“I’m going downstairs to prepare breakfast. Take your time to freshen up. We’ll be expecting a guest later.
They were already divorced–why would it matter to her if they were expecting a guest?
Calista ignored him and she dashed into the bathroom to take a shower. When she came out of the bathroom, Lucian was no longer around.
After she got herself ready and stepped out of the room, she heard a familiar voice from downstairs.
“Mr. North… Mr. Northwood, I heard you were looking for me. Is there anything wrong?”
“Have a seat,” said Lucian calmly.
The voice went muted and Calista had no idea whether he was seated. She could sense the tension
downstairs despite being in front of her room.
Thomas glanced at the lavish sofa and glanced back at his clothing. His dress code didn’t exactly fit the vibe this mansion was exuding. He was already guilty in the first place, so he dared not take a seat.
Last night, he drowned himself in alcohol after he was fired. This morning, he was woken up by a series of
booming knocks on his door.
Once he opened the door, little did he have the time to take a look at who was looking for him, then her
was brought here right away.
When he was in the car, only did he realize Lucian was looking for him.
Lucian was someone that Thomas would never have the chance to meet in his life. And now, not only did
he get to meet him in person, he’s also got his feet planted in his mansion.
And Lucian, whom he could only see on the television, was in the kitchen right now, with an apron on him.
Soon after, the aroma of food wafted through the air.
But Thomas‘ legs were shivering in this seemingly calm atmosphere.
After all, he just caused some trouble for Calista yesterday and he did mention Lucian. And now, he was
ught here by force. Anyone would’ve linked both incidents together,
was the only one in the living room. In this suffocating atmosphere, the noise in the kitchen ded exceptionally clear.
extremely anxious throughout his journey here. When he arrived at the mansion is
When he saw it was Calista, his pounding heart turned calm. When what he suspected turned out to become the reality, oddly, he was no longer that scared.
Thomas said calmly, “Yesterday, I caused some trouble for you at the museum. So you abducted me here to seek revenge for what happened yesterday?”
Calista descended the stairs steadily, not bothering to look at Thomas at all.
“You go and tell the owner of the house. I’m a guest as well.”
Just as she stepped down from the last step of the staircase, Lucian emerged from the kitchen.
“Come and eat breakfast.”
Although it was just some microwaved food, it was still quite costly. The food looked exceptionally delicate.
Calista stood still where she was and pondered for a while. In the end, she headed in another direction- not the dining room, but the living room.
She stood before Thomas and asked, “Mr. Jefferson, may I ask who reported me to you?”
Thomas snorted and turned away in disdain. “If you’re innocent, you don’t have to worry about it. If you’re innocent, why would someone report you?”
Calista thought for a while and smiled. She nodded her head in agreement.
“That makes a lot of sense. So if I sent someone to beat your wife and children up, that shouldn’t be my problem, right? It must’ve been they did something to me first, that’s why I acted that way. Otherwise, why will I beat them up instead, but not others?”
Thomas glared at her with bloodshot eyes. He was breathing heavily.
Come at me if you have anything. Don’t you lay a finger on my family?”
Lucian approached Calista.
Eet breakfast first. You can question him all you like after you have breakfast. He’s right here, there’s no
he was about to decline, Lucian already held her hand as he moved toward the dining room.
you wouldn’t want me feeding you, so I came to call you. If you can accept me feeding you
your breakfast hora
“Mr. Jefferson, think about it. Even if I did do anything wrong, why didn’t that person report me to Mr. Beaumont right away? Instead, he had to do it through you.”
Thomas was tempted to say something.
“Because that person knew Mr. Beaumont would cover it up for you,” he thought.
Calista knew what was going on in his mind right away.
“It’s impossible to restore the diadem given how it was restored initially. It was retrieved from the warehouse, and if it wasn’t submitted after a long period, people would be suspicious of it. Even if Mr. Beaumont can cover up for me, he can’t keep on doing it for me for the rest of my life. That person chose
to tell you because she knew you despised me. If you knew I made a mistake, you would try to heat things
She paused and continued in a slow, seductive voice, “Don’t you think the timing for the executives to
come felt particularly out of place?”
Lucian, who was beside her, frowned impatiently at Thomas. If it wasn’t for Calista not liking him to
intervene in her matters, he really wouldn’t want her to talk to someone who’s this dumb and jealous.
It’s more efficient to let his employees handle the situation. After Calista said so, she left Thomas with
some time and personal space. He seemed devastated.
She saw the food remains in the trash can as she passed by it. The prawns and crab were still intact in
the trash can, and they seemed untouched.
Lucian must’ve made them last night. Her gaze swept across the exquisite breakfast on the table.
“Did you know how to cook?”
Lucian raised his eyebrow.
“Calista, I’ve been overseas for almost a year. What would I eat if I can’t cook on my own?”