How to Destroy a Cheater Without Saying Goodbye novel Chapter 213

Watching her hurry away, eager to fall into another man's arms, Eddy felt a pain in his chest so sharp he could hardly breathe.

Blanche, a little out of breath, jogged up to Ablett’s side. “Director-General.”

“Don’t wander too far,” he said, glancing at her rumpled dress and the strands of hair spilling from her updo. His gaze drifted to the shadows of the forest bordering the estate.

“Sis, there are all sorts of wild animals roaming these woods,” Rebekah said, linking arms with Blanche. “It’s not safe after dark. The roast lamb’s ready—Grandma wants everyone back at the table.”

Blanche steadied her breathing. Besides Rebekah, several other members of the Lopez family were gathered nearby.

She didn’t want her personal affairs to disturb anyone, so she simply nodded and left with Rebekah.

“You know, you vanished all of a sudden—scared my brother half to death,” Rebekah whispered as they walked. “He may seem aloof, like nothing ever gets to him, but he cares about you more than you think.”

Blanche just smiled faintly, saying nothing.

Ablett lingered where he was, his usually calm eyes turning cold. Before long, a plainclothes officer emerged from the trees, crouching beside him to report.

“Sir, we found signs of several people inside, and quite a bit of blood, but whoever it was got away. We followed the trail but lost them.”

The forest was enormous—venture much further and it became untamed mountain.

Ablett gave a curt nod and walked back toward the villa.

Immediately, security teams expanded their patrols, tightening the perimeter. A helicopter began circling overhead, its searchlight sweeping the grounds, sealing the Lopez estate in a fortress of light.

The evening’s excitement had barely faded as everyone returned from the bonfire on the beach to the family dining room.

A maid brought out a platter of roast lamb. Ablett’s long, deft fingers handled the knife and fork with meticulous care, slicing the meat into neat pieces and placing a plate before Blanche.

Since returning, she’d seemed distant, her spirits low.

It wasn’t until he set the plate in front of her that she snapped out of her daze. She offered Ablett a faint smile in thanks, but made no move to pick up her fork.

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