Chapter 124: Under Watchful Eyes
Victoria, you haven’t quite replaced Ellis yet. Faced with the group’s barrage of comments, Victoria felt a touch of embarrassment. Morty had recovered from his shock and was composed once more. With Easton gone, their circle was missing its core spirit. Morty took charge, gesturing for everyone to quiet down.
Shortly after, as if nothing had happened, he called over a waiter to clean up, and they continued their gathering, though everyone was somewhat distracted, still shaken by the earlier scare. It wasn’t long before they all dispersed, with Victoria and Morty being the last to leave.
Before leaving, Victoria spoke with a hint of sorrow, “Is your information even accurate? Last time I mentioned divorce to Easton, he didn’t confirm anything. He even said you talk too much, and that it’d get you in trouble one day.”
“You said good things take time, didn’t you? Now you’re blaming me?” Morty touched the spot on his head that nearly got hit by Easton. “You’re useless! You should think about how to make up for the damage your family caused by breaking off your engagement with Easton! Maybe he’s still holding a grudge about that.”
“Who would have thought Easton would lose the inheritance battle? Our family would never allow me to marry a man who only lives off a trust fund.”
Back then, Easton was at a clear disadvantage, treated as a discard by Scout. Victoria had believed Easton had the potential to rise again, but her parents hurriedly sent her abroad, forcing her to start over when she returned.
“Easton was so harsh tonight; I can’t help you out for a while. You’re on your own.” Morty had no intention of provoking Easton any further. Easton’s reaction tonight was beyond his expectations, catching him off guard. It wouldn’t pay off if Easton, not yet divorced from Ellis, dealt with him first.
“Thanks,” Victoria eyed Morty’s head. “Of all our friends, you’ve been the most helpful and kind to me. Once I become Easton’s wife, you’ll definitely get a generous reward.”
Morty subtly shifted, avoiding Victoria’s scrutinizing gaze, and smiled silently. What he wanted was never the rewards Victoria promised; those were as good as empty checks. Besides, whether Victoria could fulfill her promises was still uncertain.
Locked up in Dynasty Estate for four days, Ellis was irritated every single day. Especially from the second day on, several cameras on the ceiling monitored her every move relentlessly. Although that scumbag hadn’t appeared before her again, each movement of the cameras gave her the eerie feeling that he was watching her through their lenses.
Throwing back the covers, she peeked out from under the blankets and glared at the rotating camera, then stared expressionlessly at the female bodyguard sitting nearby. This bodyguard was as obedient as a brick, always sticking close!
“Could you possibly not stand within my line of sight?” Ellis pressed down her irritation, asking as calmly as she could. “Couldn’t you stand outside the door with your colleague instead?”
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Hudson! My orders for today are to stay in your room, and tomorrow I’ll be stationed at the door.” The bodyguard’s reply was crisp and clear, darkening Ellis’s mood further.
When would these days end? Frustrated, Ellis turned on the projector to watch a light-hearted comedy film to lighten her mood. The butler had been considerately worried about her getting bored, having supplied her with a stack of books and installed the projector, even asking if she had any other needs to pass the time.
Chapter 124: Under Watchful Eyes
As the movie started, a dreadful thought flashed through her mind. Could I really spend my whole life in this personal prison? Just as the thought arose, Ellis bolted upright in bed. No, I have to think of a way to escape again. Before she could finish her thought, the door burst open with a bang.
Easton entered with a grim look, commanding the female bodyguard, “Get out!” Watching the bodyguard leave, Ellis frowned as that scumbag approached. What does he want now!
Unaware of his intentions, Ellis leaned back down, readjusting her position to watch the movie more comfortably, treating that scumbag as if he were thin air.
“Get up.” Easton stood by the bed, commanding her like he was issuing an order. She wasn’t one of his trained pets, ready to jump at his commands. Rolling her eyes at that scumbag, Ellis pointed toward the door, “Get out!” Speaking even a single word seemed to exhaust all her patience with him.
“Do you want to get out of bed at all?” For the past three days, Easton had seen on the monitors that Ellis spent most of her time in bed—either watching TV, reading books, or just lying still under the blankets, asking the bodyguard to read to her. His mixed signals—sometimes asking if she wanted to get out, other times ordering her around. What is his plan?
Ellis grabbed the remote and turned off the projector. The movie on the wall disappeared instantly, and silence spread.