Chapter 253: Caroline’s Impatience

The woman ended the call with a satisfied look on her face. After setting down the photograph, she made another call. “Is everything ready on Caroline’s end? If so, start with the Hiokeeh Group and act quickly,” she said. She couldn’t wait any longer.

So much had happened lately—things between Frederick and Claire had completely caught her off guard. Originally, she thought she had everything under control. Now, it seemed like everything had taken an unexpected turn. The thought of something from long ago still left her feeling uneasy. Since things had reached this point, she couldn’t afford to drag her feet any longer. If plans couldn’t keep up with changes, she’d smother those changes in their cradle.

“No, that lecher was away on a business trip and just got back today. The soonest we can move forward is tonight,” came the reply from the other end of the line.

Hearing this, the woman urged, “Then start tonight. I don’t want to wait anymore.”

Meanwhile, Caroline was feeling anxious. She had replied to the email some time ago, but there was still no response. No one from the Hiokeeh Group had reached out to her either. Although it hadn’t been long, Caroline’s anxiety was growing. She couldn’t wait any longer.

Over the past two days, she kept checking her phone constantly, but there was no news. She felt like an ant on a hot pan, pacing in frustration. She decided that if there was still no news today, she’d go to Zachary tomorrow.

Just as she made her decision, her phone rang. A stranger’s contact request popped up on WhatsApp. She glanced at the verification message, which simply read: [Hiokeeh Group.].

Caroline immediately thought of the email and the person who had helped her before. She quickly accepted the friend request. Sure enough, as soon as she accepted, a message came through:

[Miss, unfortunately, Mr. Mitchell was on a business trip for the past few days and just returned today. I’ve already spoken with him. You can go directly to this address at 8 PM tonight.]

After that message, they sent her a location pin. The location was in a residential neighborhood, and Caroline hesitated for a moment. But she couldn’t be bothered with details right now. She only wanted to deal with Claire as quickly as possible.

She didn’t need to imagine it. Once Claire was discharged, she’d once again hear that shameless woman with Frederick. She hated it. She didn’t want to hear it! Just thinking about it made Caroline grip her phone so tightly her knuckles turned white. Only when the pain from the phone digging into her hand became unbearable did she finally let go.

The meeting was set for 8 PM, and it was still early. But the thought of finally acting against Claire made her impatient. She knew exactly what was needed. The email had made it clear—the man was a lecher who expected her to serve him well. She knew she had to prepare.

After dealing with Zachary before, Caroline had gained some experience. She opened her closet, gave her clothes a quick glance, then headed to the mall to buy a new outfit. After buying the outfit, she booked a hotel room. Once the room was set, she sent Frederick a message on WhatsApp, making up a casual excuse about being busy.

At 7 PM, Caroline headed to the address from the WhatsApp message. As for Frederick, he didn’t reply to her at all. When Caroline arrived at Noah’s residence, she checked Frederick’s WhatsApp messages again. Her messages were still sitting there, unanswered. She let out a bitter laugh and didn’t send anything else.

Frederick’s coldness hurt, of course. But thinking about the plan ahead erased the gloom in her heart. Caroline firmly believed that once Claire was out of the picture, she would finally be with Frederick. As she thought of this, her steps became noticeably lighter. She smirked, tucked her phone away, and pressed the elevator button to head upstairs.

Following the address, she went to the 18th floor. When she reached the door and was about to ring the bell, she noticed it was already open. “Hello, is this Mr. Mitchell’s place?” she called out. Caroline knocked on the door. When no one answered, she stepped inside on her own.

What she saw next was something she never expected. A woman, dressed in a striking red outfit, lay on the floor, breathing heavily. It was clear she had just been used and discarded. Caroline’s face turned pale in an instant. Her feet felt rooted to the floor, unable to move an inch.

“What’s wrong? Scared?”