Married To The Blind Heir (by Tessa Galvin) novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162

Chapter 162

Theodore cocked an eyebrow. “What, didn’t get that?”

Stanley had braced for Theodore’s ruthless reforms and layoffs, but this offbeat request threw him. “Going with your wife?”

Theodore gave a dry chuckle. “Should I invite your missus instead?”

“Mr. Russell, you’ve got jokes.” Stanley’s mouth twitched before asking, “What films does your wife like? Indies?”

He recalled Alice adored those.

Theodore pondered. “Doubt it.”

“Then what?”

“Beats me.”

“Maybe call and ask?”

“Where’s the surprise in that?” Theodore fixed him with a “you dimwit” stare.

Stanley bit back a retort. ‘You don’t know your own wife’s preferences for movies, and you’re dissing me?‘ he thought.

Theodore’s index finger tapped the desk, as deliberate as reviewing a multi–billion–dollar deal. At last, he said, “Comedies, then.”

‘Isn’t that his least favorite genre?‘ Stanley thought. He shoved the thought aside and nodded.

“Also,” Theodore added, “start buying Burke Group stock today.”

“How much are we talking?” Stanley probed.

“Buy every share being dumped.”

Though perplexed, Stanley didn’t question it. ‘After all, it’s his father–in–law’s firm, so supporting it makes sense,‘ he thought.

Just then Theodore’s phone rang. “Status report,” he said.

A coy laugh trilled through. “Mr. Russell, I think Matthew’s ‘equipment‘ took permanent damage from last night’s ‘lesson‘. But was that too soft?”

Theodore smiled thinly, “Far from it. Keep shadowing him. Wait for the next move.”

A flirtatious purr replied, “Yes, sir. I live for playing with pretty boys.”

That evening, as soon as Eliana stepped out of the office, a Rolls–Royce glided to a stop at the entrance. It was unmistakably Theodore’s car.

The driver jumped out and rushed over to open the door.

Settling into the backseat, Eliana eyed the man beside her curiously. “Theodore, since when do you have so much free time?”

Theodore played it cool. “A slow day at the office. Thought I’d swing by.”

Eliana nodded, buying his story. “Great, let’s head home then.”

“Change of plans. We’re going on a date tonight.” The words slipped out before he could stop them. Theodore inwardly cursed, ‘So much for the surprise.‘

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Eliana cocked her head. “Sorry, what did you say, Theodore?”

“Nothing important.” He brushed it off, wondering if she genuinely missed it or was playing dumb.

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At Russell Manor, Lainey paced the courtyard, constantly glancing at the gate. “Where the hell is Jayden? He’s never this late.”

Alice, kneeling in the flower bed, looked up. “Maybe he’s just hanging out with friends.”

“Not possible. Gary always makes sure he’s on schedule. And let’s face it, with Jayden’s status, he doesn’t have many real friends.”

Alice snorted softly, thinking, ‘With Jayden’s bratty attitude, it’s a miracle anyone tolerates him.‘ Lainey saw him as perfect, blind to his flaws, while Alice considered him a good–for–nothing.

Just then, Lainey’s phone buzzed.

Seeing Gary’s name, she answered sharply. “Gary, what’s the hold–up? Where’s Jayden?”

Gary’s voice crackled through the line, panicked. “Mrs. Russell, it’s bad… really bad.”

“Spit it out!”

“M–Mr. Jayden Russell got locked in a storage closet after school. His asthma flared up, and by the time we found him, he was unconscious.”

Lainey went deathly pale. “How could this happen? Who the hell would touch my son?”

Gary’s voice cracked with urgency. “Mrs. Russell, I rushed Mr. Jayden Russell to Covenhill Hospital. You need to get here now!”

Lainey barked at the servants in the courtyard, “Car. Now!”

As she charged toward the gate, a brave servant stepped forward. “Mrs. Russell, your nightgown…”

Lainey looked down at her silk pajamas and hissed, “Shit.” She whirled around.

Spotting Alice still kneeling by the flower bed, Lainey lunged over and jabbed a finger in her face. “Jayden’s in the hospital, and you’re playing with dirt?”

“Lainey?” Alice blinked. ‘What does that have to do with me?‘ she thought.

That calm response ignited Lainey. She snatched a shovel and swung at the fresh seedlings, smashing them to bits.

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