After thinking it over, Chantelle decided to let Kane stay at the Wilson residence.
It would be a chance for him to experience the fatherly love he had missed out on, and she wanted Daniel to deal with a mischievous child.
Chantelle sent a ssage: Don't worry, he won't find out who I am. Take care of yourself. I'll pick you up in a few days.
After replying to Kane, Chantelle went to check on Railer. Though his life was no longer at risk, he still needed ti to recover.
She grew worried when she saw he was still in a coma after yesterday's surgery.
She stayed by his side, wanting him to feel safe when he woke up in an unfamiliar place.
I should have co back sooner! Chantelle thought, feeling sad as she rembered all the pain Railer had suffered.
Daniel hates so much. He'll never be kind to my child. The guilt weighed heavily on her chest.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her phone ringing.
She stepped out of the room to answer it.
"Ms. Bently, Kate has called us over a hundred tis. She wants to et with the mbers of the charity committee," Calvin reported.
"Wow, she's in such a hurry," Chantelle said with a scoff.
"Of course! Kate spent a whopping two hundred thousand dollars yesterday to get the trending topics removed from social dia. She's desperate to get the committee mbers to speak on her behalf," Calvin explained.
"Our team worked hard to get the news about her beco a trending topic. It would be a waste if she could undo all that with just two hundred thousand dollars. Tell our people to keep comnting on social dia. I want it to stay trending. Also, tell Kate that the Chairman of the charity committee won't et her until the rumors disappear," Chantelle instructed.
"I'll take care of it!" Calvin replied before hanging up and quickly ordering his team to keep the posts going.
After hanging up, Chantelle saw that Kane had sent a new ssage.
She leaned against the wall and read it: Oh no, Mommy! This is an ergency! Hurry, find a place to hide! The scumbag is using to bla you. He's on his way to the hospital!
Shocked by the ssage, Chantelle quickly thought about escaping.
But as she turned around, she bumped into a grumpy man. It was Daniel.
The man stood two steps away from Chantelle. He was dressed in a sharp black suit and looked well-grood and intimidating.
His eyes burned with anger as he stared at her.
Finally, he spoke in a threatening tone, "Chantelle Bently!"
Chantelle felt a lump in her throat when she realized Daniel had figured out her na.
He really is the most powerful man in Easthan. Nothing escapes from his grip.
She quickly regained her composure and tried to act calm.
She flicked her hair and smirked before saying, "Did you go through all this trouble just to find out my na and find here at the hospital? You don't need to make it so complicated. If you want to be friends, you can just ask for my number. I, too, find it hard to resist making friends with soone as handso as you."
Chantelle placed her slender fingers on Daniel's chest, deliberately brushing against his firm muscles.
Ashton was stunned by her boldness.
Is she really trying to seduce Mr. Wilson? This is so awkward. He felt nervous and looked over at Daniel, who was clearly furious.
Daniel couldn't believe how bold the woman was.
He grabbed her fingers and pulled her closer. "So you're Chantelle Bently, too? Isn't it a bit too much of a coincidence that a woman nad Chantelle Bently is paying her respects to my grandfather on his death anniversary?"
Chantelle's expression hardened, and she stared back at him. She then coldly said, "You're hurting , Mr. Wilson."
"I want a good explanation. I can make you hurt even more if you can't convince why you visit my grandpa's grave," Daniel warned her.
Chantelle sneered inside. I've already been through the pain five years ago.
She quickly flicked her wrist, freeing herself from Daniel's grip.
Stepping back a few paces, she gave him a look of triumph, mocking him.
"Your grandfather helped when I was in the country. Now that I'm back, it's only right I pay my respects. All I did was bring him a bouquet," Chantelle said, her tone growing sharper. "But I think I should be asking you, Mr. Wilson. Your grandfather was an honorable man. Why did he die so suddenly? It's your fault for not protecting him. Now that he's gone, no one even bothers to honor him. What kind of man are you?"
Daniel's face drained of color as Chantelle's words hit him.
His fist clenched in anger, and he thought, What a bold woman! How dare she provoke and turn everything I say back on ? How dare she accuse of not being worthy of being a grandson? How dare she ask why Grandpa died so soon? It's all her fault. Chantelle Bently deceived and betrayed . She made a fool of !
Daniel stared at her, fighting the urge to strangle her.
For so reason, he felt like she was strangely familiar.
The way she talked reminded him of Chantelle Bently.
Is this just a coincidence?
The air between them grew tense as they both stood in silence.
Chantelle's hands began to sweat as anxiety set in.
Just then, Philip broke the silence. "There you are, Daniel! Rai has finished his dical exam. Let's go!"
He carried Kane as he walked over to them.
However, when he saw Chantelle, his eyes widened in surprise.
"You're alive, Chantelle?" he said, stunned.
Chantelle hadn't expected Philip to recognize her, even though she looked so different.
She silently thanked herself for changing her appearance, giving her the chance to pretend not to know him.
Kane, surprised that Philip recognized Chantelle despite her huge changes, thought, It's amazing he recognized Mommy. But it's my fault I didn't warn her earlier, letting the scumbag find her.
The boy blinked, trying to get Chantelle's attention, silently asking if she needed help to get out of the situation.
But Chantelle gave him a reassuring look.
"Who are you?" Chantelle asked Philip, pretending to be confused.
Philip felt an odd sense of familiarity, but hearing Chantelle's words baffled him.
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