Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent) novel Chapter 378

The old man had been awake for about half an hour, chatting idly with Alicia, before fatigue pulled him back under and he drifted off to sleep again.

With a quiet sigh, Alicia stood and left the living room.

“Since your father’s out of immediate danger, we’ll get going for now. But I’m relying on you to keep an eye on him, Clayton. Brandon and Jade White might not have been dragged into this mess, but getting kicked out of the White family by the old man? They’re bound to look for an opportunity to get back at him. Stay alert,” Tyrone warned, his voice low and serious.

After a few more words, Tyrone and Alicia left together.

Clayton nodded, standing by the doorway as he watched them disappear down the hall.

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In the bedroom, the old man slept soundly for quite a while. When he finally stirred awake, Clayton was methodically inspecting every corner of the room with his men.

Clayton was worried—there could be hidden bugs or cameras. After all, with everything the old man had set in motion, it was unthinkable that whoever was behind this hadn’t made a move yet.

Just as Clayton was about to conclude the room was clean, one of his men found a listening device tucked beneath the wiring.

Clayton shot him a warning look, pressing a finger to his lips. He walked over to glance at the bug, his expression turning grim.

The man nodded and slipped out of the room in near silence.

Clayton then strolled over to the old man’s bedside, giving a subtle look that made it clear: the room was bugged.

The old man nodded in understanding. He’d suspected as much.

“Miss is with Yvonne. She’s safe,” Clayton announced in a low voice, careful to pitch it just loud enough for the bug to pick up.

Yvonne had reached out to Clayton herself and laid out her plan. Clayton had agreed—it was solid.

Mae nodded. “Yes, Mr. Quinn has explained. I’m to stay by your side as your niece, taking her place as a decoy.”

Yvonne’s lips twitched in a half-smile. “No need to make it sound so dramatic… The people hunting us will be watching closely. Once they figure things out, you’ll be their first target. But this is home turf, so they can’t move too brazenly. As long as you stay vigilant, you should be fine.”

Mae nodded again. “Don’t worry. I’ve handled far tougher assignments than this. I’m not afraid of death—you don’t need to worry about me.”

Yvonne paused, then gave a small, approving nod. The girl was surprisingly unflappable. “I believe in trusting the people you hire. I expect absolute loyalty.”

Mae stood straight as a board, a habit from her days as a mercenary and underground fighter. “You have my word. While I’m on this job, my life belongs to my employer.”

Yvonne smiled. She couldn’t help liking Mae—she even shared Yvonne’s taste in men, which was a bonus.

“Relax a little. Honestly, if you keep acting this much like a bodyguard, people will start asking questions.” Dropping her earlier severity, Yvonne grinned and beckoned Mae to sit, then grabbed a heap of snacks off the coffee table and piled them into her arms.