Revenge Forged in Prison

Chapter 73: Are You Happy?

Upon hearing these words, not only was Caleb taken aback, but even Yelena found it unbelievable. "Are you kidding me?"

Caleb had stolen something from the Sherman family, an act that deeply angered Mr. Sherman and nearly caused an irreparable rift between the Quixall and Sherman families. Yet, despite this animosity, Mr. Sherman had sent someone over, claiming he wanted to assist Caleb.

Are the Shermans out of their minds?

Yelena felt a surge of displeasure. “If Mr. Sherman has something to say, he can speak straightforwardly. There’s no need for such roundabout games.”

Norman shook his head. “What I’m telling is the truth. If you don’t believe me, Ms. Quixall, you can confirm it with Mr. Sherman. I’m merely a butler. How could I possibly have the boldness to make baseless claims on the Quixall family’s territory?”

“Even so,” Yelena said firmly, though her tone betrayed her restrained emotions, “the Quixall family has no need for protection from the Sherman family. Caleb is my little brother. Do you think I would ever ignore his troubles? It seems the Sherman family has crossed the line, meddling in our affairs. If they’re so eager to interfere, perhaps Mr. Sherman should take over as head of the Quixall family!”

Norman quickly made his position clear. “Not at all. I’m simply delivering a message on behalf of Mr. Sherman. He harbors no ulterior motives. He only wishes to assure Mr. Jenkins that he need not feel guilty about today’s events. This way, he won’t find himself caught between the Quixall and Sherman families, forced to choose sides in the future.”

Yelena seized the opportunity to dismiss Norman. “Now that everything has been said, Mr. Langford, I suggest you leave promptly. My brother and I have matters to discuss, and we’d prefer not to have outsiders interfering.”

Norman acknowledged the remark and began to walk away, but after taking a few steps, he turned back suddenly. “Ms. Quixall, if you truly care about Mr. Jenkins, why didn’t you help clean his wounds?”

Yelena was momentarily stunned by the accusation. Just as she was about to defend herself, Norman had already departed, leaving her no chance to respond.

Yelena was extremely upset, but considering her status as a wealthy heiress, she didn’t dare to lash out at Norman. As she turned back, Yelena caught sight of Caleb’s indifferent expression, which sparked an anger deep within her. She snapped, “What are you looking at? Are you happy now that someone’s got your back?”

Caleb sneered, “What’s there to be happy about? You all should be the happiest ones, right…”

Yelena furrowed her brows. “Happy? With the mess you’ve dragged the Quixall family into, what exactly do I have to be happy about?”

Lowering his gaze, Caleb replied, “In a few more days the results of the heart compatibility test will be out. By then, you’ll be able to use today’s events as leverage against me, forcing me to give my heart to Jesse. Isn’t that something to be happy about?”

Yelena was rendered speechless. After a while, she said, “Caleb, don’t assume everyone is as bad as you think. Not everyone is as detestable as you are.”

She forcefully slammed the door shut.

Caleb closed his eyes, attempting to rest. Several minutes later, a soft knock from a maid echoed at his door. When he failed to respond after some time, she gathered her courage and cautiously pushed the door open.

“Mr. Caleb, Ms. Quixall asked me to bring you these.”

She laid several tubes of ointment on the table. The luxurious packaging alone revealed just how costly they were.

Caleb cast a fleeting glance at the ointment before averting his eyes. “Take it back. I don’t need it.”

In his mind, there was no reason for Yelena to go out of her way because of a few words from others. To him, he was merely an outsider and couldn’t accept anything from the daughter of the Quixall family. If he were to use the ointment now, he feared it might provide her with more ammunition to torment him in the future – a burden he was unwilling to bear any longer.

“Mr. Caleb, my name is Seiren. If you find it difficult to apply the ointment yourself, I can help you.”