Chapter 254: Like Him

Madelyn felt a warmth in her heart. "All right, but I need to bother you with one more thing. Once the surveillance footage of the Lover to a man named Malcolm is recovered, you are to anonymously hand it in to Lockhart Group. He'll naturally know what to do with it."

"All right," Josiah nodded.

The next day, Sebastian had just arrived at the office when his assistant, Malcolm, immediately brought over the surveillance footage.

"Mr. Lockhart, this is footage I received this morning."

"Who sent this?" Sebastian asked in a cold voice.

Malcolm shook his head. "I'm not sure. It was sent in anonymously."

Upon hearing this, Sebastian paused, collecting his thoughts, and asked, "Is someone playing a prank?"

"I don't think so. It has my name on it, along with a note," Malcolm said, pulling out the note.

Upon looking, there were a few bold words on the note that read: Open it. It's very important for you.

Sebastian couldn't help but frown, taking the cassette and playing it right away.

The scene began with the camera perfectly angled toward the stage of the campus hall from the upper right.

A young man dressed entirely in black, sporting a baseball cap, stealthily made his way in, a dagger clasped in his hand.

Afterward, he moved the long ladder that was used for renovations to the side. He climbed to the top of the stage light, forcefully cutting the rope that held it with a dagger. After a while, it seemed that his task was accomplished. The man then quickly returned the ladder to its original place and stealthily slipped away.

Sebastian's brows furrowed even tighter as he watched the scene unfold. At that moment, his entire complexion turned exceedingly grim.

The footage clearly conveyed that the incident of the falling stage light was no accident. Instead, someone had deliberately cut the rope beforehand with the malicious intent to kill Madelyn.

"Mr. Lockhart, it seems that this was a premeditated act of sabotage," Malcolm commented from the side. "Unfortunately, the man in the footage is wearing a baseball cap, and with the dim light from the lamp above, it's nearly impossible to make out his face."

Sebastian's expression had already turned visibly gloomy. Who could it be? Who would have the audacity to harm my woman like this?

Following that, Sebastian commanded with a stern expression, "Just because this angle doesn't capture his front view doesn't mean the other campus surveillance cameras can't. With so many surveillance cameras in the hall, at least one should be able to catch him off guard."

Saying this, he handed the footage to Malcolm and said, "Take this footage to the police. Make sure they investigate."

"Understood," Malcolm nodded in agreement.

After that, he turned around and left to take care of business.

Just as he was about to leave, Harriet happened to walk through the door, causing them to unexpectedly come face to face.

Malcolm hastily greeted, "Good day, Ms. Moore." Harriet responded with a subtle nod. With that, Malcolm quickly took his leave.

At that moment, Harriet shifted her gaze to Sebastian's face. Seeing him sitting there with a cool demeanor, exuding the aura of a leader, she straightened her expression and walked over.

"Sebastian, why didn't you answer my call yesterday?" Harriet asked softly.

In reality, when she made the call, Madelyn was in the middle of surgery. Sebastian simply didn't have the emotional capacity to answer her call.

Hence, with an incredibly bland tone, he asked, "Is there something you need?"

Harriet's face couldn't help but turn pale when she heard that.

Over the past few days, Sebastian's attitude toward her had been rather cold and dismissive, causing some inevitable worry.

However, she didn't dare to voice any dissatisfaction. Treading lightly, she said, "Yesterday, the overseas branch came to report. They mentioned some issues with the financial chain. What do you think-"

Before she could finish her sentence, Sebastian coldly interrupted her, "Then you should leave the country."

"What?"

Sebastian looked at her straightforwardly. "Since it's been said that there's a problem with the capital chain, and you're the company's finance manager, shouldn't you be the one to go abroad to handle this? Or are you saying that you want me to personally resolve such a minor issue?"

"I–I didn't mean it like that…" Harriet hastily clarified.

However, deep down, Harriet understood Sebastian's intentions. He claims to want me to handle matters, but in reality, he's simply trying to send me away.

With that in mind, Harriet couldn't help but feel a wave of sadness wash over her.

However, since this was Sebastian's decision, she dared not defy it. Reluctantly, she muttered under her breath, "Yes, I understand."

After that, with heavy steps, she retreated.

As evening approached, Madelyn had taken quite a lengthy nap in the afternoon and had only just awakened when the door to the ward swung open.

Madelyn thought it was Sebastian who had arrived, her excitement palpable. However, the moment the door swung open, the smile on Madelyn's face faded away.

The person who entered was none other than the aloof and proud Harriet.

"Why are you here?" Madelyn was somewhat surprised, but she remained calm. She was just unsure of Harriet's intentions for being there. Is she here to gloat at my misfortune?

At that moment, Harriet slowly made her way in.

Her stunning face appeared devoid of emotion, yet the more it remained so, the more it subtly conveyed a sense of melancholy.

"I'm leaving for abroad," Harriet suddenly stated in a detached tone.

"Oh," Madelyn responded without much reaction. After all, whether Harriet went abroad or not had nothing to do with her.

In the end, Harriet suddenly took a few steps to the edge of the bed. Her eyes, dark and intense, were fixed on Madelyn. That straightforward and profound gaze was filled with inquiry as if she was trying to see through Madelyn's heart.

Madelyn was initially taken aback, but she quickly regained her composure, meeting Harriet's gaze fearlessly. "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?" Madelyn asked.

"I just want to see clearly who you truly are!" Harriet suddenly declared through gritted teeth.

Upon hearing these words, Madelyn responded with an indifferent laugh, "Ms. Moore, are you delusional? I am Madelyn. Is there a problem?"

Harriet, however, firmly shook her head, her voice heavy as she said, "No. You're not."

"In that case, who do you think I am?" Madelyn still wore a smile as though she'd just heard a joke. What on earth is Harriet thinking?

"I don't know," Harriet calmly stated.

Suddenly, as if a thought struck her, Harriet's expression turned icy cold. "However, I'm warning you. No matter who you are, why you're pretending to be Madelyn, or even why you've become what you are today, as long as you don't harm Sebastian in any way, I can turn a blind eye to who you really are. However, if you do anything to hurt Sebastian, I swear I won't let you off!"

Upon hearing these words, Madelyn couldn't help but let out a cold, derisive laugh. "Is that so? But Harriet, what makes you think you have the right, or rather, on what grounds do you think you can interfere in Sebastian's affairs?"

Upon hearing those words, Harriet was clearly taken aback.

"It's all right. Even if you don't say it, I already know…" Madelyn suddenly smiled before questioning her sarcastically, "Harriet, you've always liked Sebastian, haven't you?"