The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 312

“Take a look and tell me if there’s any problem,” Lance said.

“Okay,” Catherine replied.

“Check it now.”

Lance’s voice came through again, just as Catherine was about to end the call. He clearly wanted her to go through the email right this second and speak up if anything seemed off.

Catherine sighed, put her phone aside, and clicked open the email to review the files. The call stayed connected, the silence stretching on.

After a while, Catherine spoke up, “Lance, everything looks fine.”

There was no response.

“Lance?” she called, just to make sure he hadn’t left.

“That’s good,” he said, then hung up.

The steady beeping of the disconnected line filled the quiet. Catherine stared at her phone for a few seconds, her brows drawing together. She set it aside and tried to get back to work, but every so often her eyes drifted back to her phone, almost on autopilot.

She didn’t have to wait long before another message popped up from Lance.

[For safety reasons, call me every day to check in.]

Sure, business could get intense, but did it really call for daily check-ins like this? Was it that dangerous? Catherine rolled her eyes in her mind, but she still replied: [Yes, Lance.]

Night had fallen in Cabinda, the city lights glowing softly.

At the James Estate, the living room was filled with laughter and chatter when Lance got home. Adelina was dressed in a flowing, coral-red dress, her black hair loose and her makeup perfect. She sat next to Belinda, deep in conversation with Ableson and Fiona.

Fiona’s polite smile looked like it was starting to cramp her cheeks.

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