Chapter 184

“A month from now, something terrible will happen to Crispin. He’ll end up in jail, and then you, trying to protect him, will be threatened, leading to the Sutton family’s bankruptcy and Mrs. Sutton’s serious illness…”

Calliope looked at Fintan with utmost seriousness. Her beautiful face showed not a hint of jest. Her eyes were filled with an intense earnestness. “Fintan, I’m not joking. You might think this is unbelievable, but it will happen. We have to stop it!”

“Callie, are you having some sort of delusion?” Fintan cautiously reached out and felt Calliope’s forehead. “How about I take you to a doctor?”

Fintan figured Calliope was probably distressed from cutting ties with the Jewell family, which had affected her mentally.

“Fintan, I’m fine. I’m clear-headed,” Calliope insisted, looking him straight in the eye.

Fintan gazed into Calliope’s eyes and saw her genuine concern for the Sutton family. She seemed to really mean it.

“Fintan, you don’t have to do much. Just stop one person from entering your company. Crispin will get into trouble because of her.”

“Yes, it’s supposed to be today!” Calliope glanced at her phone, confirming the time. “When you’re back at the office this afternoon, Crispin is interviewing for a secretary. A woman named Sandra will apply. Her resume looks great, and she’s pretty, but she’s hiding that she’s married, and her husband is a real piece of work!” “She’ll ruin your whole family! Fintan, you must not let her into the company or let Crispin meet her!” Calliope was practically pleading. “Please believe me, Fintan. I’d never harm you or the Sutton family!”

Fintan chuckled softly, “How could you possibly know these things?”

He didn’t quite believe it since it sounded too far-fetched.

“You’ll see when you return to the office this afternoon. If you see Sandra, don’t let her in!”

“Oh, and I remember there will be a fire in a factory on the west side of town this afternoon at one. If you see it on the news, you’ll know I’m telling the truth! There won’t be any casualties, but it’ll be a big fire!”

Calliope recalled that the day Sandra was supposed to join was the same day the factory caught fire.

“Alright, I’ll check it out,” Fintan replied, still a bit skeptical.

Fintan had other things to attend to, so he left soon after. Despite Calliope repeatedly refusing his offer of some pocket money, he insisted, telling her to reach out if she needed anything.

Later that day, Fintan returned to the office and brought up the issue over lunch with his son, Crispin.

“Callie must be shaken up,” Crispin said, furrowing his brow. “Maybe Portia should bring her home for a few days. What happened with the Jewell family must’ve hit her hard.”

“Let’s ask Portia about it later,” Fintan said, taking a bite of his sandwich.

“Wait, Dad. What she said might be true!” Crispin froze, staring at a video of roaring flames his friend had just sent him on his phone.

Fintan quickly grabbed the phone to take a look.

Sure enough, it was the exact factory fire Calliope had mentioned.

A chill ran down his spine as he exchanged a glance with Crispin. Both of them felt a creeping unease. Calliope’s warnings seemed to be true!