Chapter 610 Kyla’s Decision

“Alright. I already told you what I just discussed with Mr. Lowell. As for the answer? I didn’t promise you any of that. Goodbye.”

Tilda slipped on her sunglasses and started the car engine.

“What?! Tilda—”

Kyla’s heart jumped. The answer she wanted most hadn’t even been answered yet. How could I let Tilda drive away?

The things Tilda mentioned earlier–Kyla already knew them. But the answer, the truth she desperately needed, was still hanging in the air.

Tilda pressed down on the gas. The car shot forward, leaving Kyla in the dust with no chance to stop her.

Kyla quickly hatched another plan. She spun around, let out a loud scream, and threw herself onto the ground, pretending to be hit.

The fall left a dark bruise spreading across her thigh. But Tilda never slowed down her car. The roar of the engine faded fast until the car disappeared completely from Kyla’s sight.

“Tilda…”

Kyla spat her name through clenched teeth, her voice filled with hatred.

Just then, an older security guard doing his rounds spotted her on the ground. He rushed over.

“Miss, are you alright?”

What he saw next made him freeze. Kyla’s twisted face, her skin marked with healing scars, looked so raw and frightening under the streetlights that he staggered back.

“Arghh! Ghost!”

That security guard screamed in terror. He stumbled away as fast as he could, nearly tripping over his feet.

“You idiot! You’re the ghost!” Kyla shouted after him, furious.

She yanked her mask back on, grabbed her aching leg, and limped off into the night.

What she didn’t know was that someone had been watching from the shadows the whole time.

Tobias leaned against the wall, the corner of his mouth curving into a cold smile.

It looked like Tilda had managed to put Malcom in his place, just as Tobias had hoped. After all, only a handful of people in this world could make Malcom choke on defeat.

Tobias wasn’t one of them–at least not yet. For now, he still had to survive under Malcom’s thumb.

Well, Malcom, you finally ran into someone you can’t push around. Watching you lose your temper like that—it was pure satisfaction.

And more importantly, it cleared the way for Tobias’s second plan.

Kyla was on her way home to the Jenson Villa. Once she calmed down, doubt crept in.

Should I tell everyone what happened today? Or pretend I know nothing?

Before this, Kyla would’ve definitely spoken up. Of course, she would give them a twisted version of the story, adding fuel to the fire, and using her bruises to play the victim.

It always worked to turn the Jensons further against Tilda. But things were different now. These days, the Jensons were focused on Tilda. Guilt made them softer toward her. Kyla felt them growing cold to her.

If she didn’t play this carefully, it could all backfire. What should I do?

Her thoughts spun in panic until the sharp ring of her phone cut through.

It was Tobias. Only then did Kyla remember–she had ignored his messages earlier while eavesdropping on Tilda and Malcom.

She glanced at her screen. Dozens of unread texts. She answered right away. “Hello? Tobias, it’s me. Sorry, something happened earlier. I didn’t see your messages.”

“I’m glad you’re okay, Kyla,” Tobias replied, his voice full of worry. “You didn’t answer for so long. Do you know how worried I was? Are you hurt? What happened?”

Hearing his caring words, the panic in Kyla’s heart slowly melted into warmth.

Yes, she had lost so much lately. But at least she still had Tobias—the man who loved her deeply.

Blinded by that love, Kyla spilled everything that had happened.

Of course, she kept up her pure and innocent image. She didn’t tell him she had been eavesdropping, only that she happened to overhear things by accident. She couldn’t let Tobias think she was a two-faced schemer.

“Wow! That’s quite something,” Tobias muttered, pretending he hadn’t known. He fell silent for a moment.

“Tobias, tell me … What should I do? Should I tell my family about this?” Kyla was torn.

If she spoke, it was risky. If she stayed quiet, it was also risky. It was driving her nuts.

“Kyla,” Tobias said gently, “I think you should tell them. If you keep this to yourself and something happens, they might start doubting you. They might think you’re hiding something.”

Kyla bit her lip. “But…” She was still unsure.

“Of course, the choice is yours,” Tobias said softly. “I’m only giving you advice. No matter what happens, I don’t want you to get hurt. You know how I feel about you. Just follow your heart, and I’ll support you no matter what.”

Tobias’s retreat and then advance convinced Kyla.

“Thank you, Tobias. I know what I need to do now.”

Tobias’s steady words steadied Kyla. Her gaze hardened into resolve.

Since she couldn’t decide on her own, she would simply trust the man she loved most and leave the rest in fate’s hands.