Chapter 300
Gritting her teeth, she snapped a photo of Alarieka’s back and immediately sent it to Kieran Argent.
Perhaps nearing lunch break, Kieran replied instantly: “?”
The housemaid froze, unprepared for his unprecedented promptness. Previously, he’d only respond hours after her full reports.
Without overthinking, she clumsily typed: “Mr. Argent, Ms. Huston insists on going out alone. She refuses to let me accompany her despite all persuasion.”
Within thirty seconds of sending, Kieran’s call rang through.
Auntie answered immediately: “Mr. Argent.”
Kieran’s low voice came through: “Where is she going?”
The aunt’s voice dropped even lower: “Ms. Huston wouldn’t tell me. She… she doesn’t want you to know where she’s going.”
Expecting Kieran’s anger, the aunt was surprised when he only gave a faint “hmm”: “If she says not to follow, then don’t.”
Who knew this seemingly intimidating Mr. Argent could be surprisingly reasonable? She’d braced for a scolding.
The aunt quietly sighed in relief: “Alright.”
Kieran asked: “Anything else?”
Remembering another matter, the aunt cleared her throat: “Yes.”
“Go on.”
The housekeeper glanced left and right, covering the phone’s mic as she lowered her voice. “Mr. Argent, I felt something was off this morning. Ms. Huston’s phone kept ringing nonstop—dozens of calls from unknown numbers.”
“I asked Ms. Huston about it, but she wouldn’t explain,” she added, warily eyeing the direction Alarieka had gone. Only after confirming Alarieka was out of sight did she continue, relieved,
“Seriously, those unknown numbers kept flooding in. Ms. Huston blocked them one after another, but more just kept coming. I’m sure it’s a scam—they’re after her money.”
“But she’s just a high school student! Where would she get money besides what her parents give her? If she gets scammed, it’d be disastrous! I urged her to fix this ASAP. I wanted to help, but no matter what I asked, she shut me out.”
“So I begged her to reach out to you. I pleaded forever, talked till my throat went dry, but she refused. I couldn’t just watch her get tricked, so here I am. What should we do?”
She spoke rapidly, pausing to catch her breath after her long rant.
Had Alarieka heard this, she’d have laughed. Even now, the housekeeper still believed those calls were scams.
She waited, expecting a grave or urgent response from Kieran. Instead, his tone sounded almost casual.
“I know.”
The housekeeper froze, disbelief washing over her. She pressed harder,
“Mr. Argent, this is serious! Earlier I saw online—countless people are sharing Ms. Huston’s number! That means scammers have her personal details. They’re cunning; police say they tailor scams to each victim. She’s in real danger! We must act fast!”
“Besides, she’s out alone right now. What if more scam calls come? She’s just a student—how can she handle professional fraudsters?”
“I’ve heard stories—once money’s stolen, even police can’t get it back. Right?”
Kieran gave a noncommittal “Hmm.”
Frustrated and puzzled, the housekeeper held back. She’d done her part. If things went south now, it wasn’t on her. She’d genuinely warned Alarieka multiple times. If neither Alarieka nor Kieran cared, why should she, an outsider, stress?
Her mind made up, her tone lightened. “Well, Mr. Argent, that’s all. May I—”
Suddenly, she recalled Alarieka’s earlier words.
Hesitating briefly, she debated whether to tell him.
After a pause, she decided.
After all, these aren’t my words. Ms. Huston said them. Not my problem.
“Mr. Argent, there’s one more thing…”
“Speak.”
The aunt’s tone wasn’t as confident as before; instead, it sounded shaky.
“Just now, I advised Ms. Huston to ask you about those strange calls, but she refused and even said something…”