Chapter 958


    After dinner, Raeleigh watched TV with Jepherson while Novalie rested in her room.


    It was quiet in the living with just the two of them. Raeleigh was stared at the screen, not really


    seeing anything. Jepherson decided to go into the kitchen to cut some fruits for her. He noticed that


    he had not seen her eating any junk food or fruits, which was a little strange.


    Raeleigh looked at the fruit in front of her and made no move no take one. Jepherson reached out,


    snagged a slice of apple, and held it to her lips. However, she did not respond.


    So, Jepherson ced the slice of apple in his mouth, then lowered his head to hers. Her eyes


    widened and she opened her mouth. What-Quick as a sh, Jepherson slipped the apple into her


    mouth.


    Eyes wide, Raeleigh raised her hand to his chest, fully intending to push him away. However,


    Jepherson did not let her up. She tried to wriggle out of his arms but to no avail.


    "Eat your apple,” Jepherson said as he finally released her, his breathing heavy.


    Flushing beet red, Raeleigh slowly chewed on the apple. Satisfied, Jepherson ced a gentle kiss


    on her cheek. Then, nodding to herptop, he asked, "What were you thinking about just now?"


    "Nothing."


    Jepherson took a piece of apple and ate it. He did not buy it.


    But he kept his scepticism to himself and just kept handing Raeleigh slices of apple.


    "I can''t eat anymore," Raeleigh eventually moaned, as she pushed his hand away.


    So Jepherson ate it instead, his eyes on the screen.


    At eight o''clock, Jepherson went back to Raeleigh''s room and began undressing. Raeleigh did not


    bother following him and chose to bunk with her grandmother for another night.


    Novalie stirred her eyes as Raeleigh entered the room. What a stubborn granddaughter she had.


    Raeleighy down and stared at the door. She had locked it but wasn''t sure if Jepherson would be


    eavesdropping on their conversation.


    Probably not.


    "Grandma," Raeleigh said in a low voice. Novalie was shrewdly stayed silent and allowed her


    granddaughter to gather her thoughts.


    After a bit, she encouraged her. "You can tell me.


    He''s not out there." Novalie had sharp ears after all.


    Raeleigh turned her head to look her grandma fully in the eyes and said, "Someone asked me


    where I was born."


    Stunned, Novalie didn''t know what to answer. Raeleigh continued, "He thought that I might be his


    sister. He told me a story about how someone stole his sister right after she was born."


    Raeleigh told Novalie what Xanthus had said.


    Novalie was quiet for a while, before saying in a low voice, "If that is true, then they should have put


    up notices, or go to the authorities rather than trying to find her on their own."


    "I know." Raeleigh thought so too. Xanthus''s story seemed far-fetched.


    Yet since Xanthus hade to her, it could mean that he knew something about her past.


    "Raeleigh, do you still remember what I told you?" Novalie asked calmly. "Of course, I must not be


    confused by other people''s words and I must not trust strangers."


    "It''s good that you remember. I''m sure you remember what your childhood was like. Why would your


    memories of it suddenly change?" Novalie closed her eyes and asked calmly, while anxiety churned


    her insides.


    Her days were numbered and it was difficult for her to get around. When she died, Her


    granddaughter would be left all alone in this world.


    Those vicious people would not let Raeleigh go.


    Novalie did not sleep well. She got up early the next day, nning to go for a walk to clear her head.


    It was a Monday and Raeleigh had to get to school early. Novalie needed to speak to Jepherson


    soon before Raeleigh could suspect anything.


    When Raeleigh realised that her grandmother was already up, she too hurriedly got out of bed.


    "Go back to sleep. It''s only four o''clock. I''ll go check if Jepherson is awake. I''ll ask him to go with me


    to buy some breakfast," It was odd for Novalie to be so robust, she usually walked very slowly.


    Novalie quickly left the room and went to wake Jepherson up.


    "Are you up?" She was not courteous to Jepherson, rapidly knocking on his door. It was indeed too


    early for Jepherson to be awake.


    The sky was still dark out with dawn hours away.


    However, with the racket Novalie was making outside the door, Jepherson did not really have much


    choice.


    He opened the door and greeted Novalie. She said, "Come with me to buy breakfast."


    "Alright, give me a moment to get dressed." He was curious as to what Navalie wanted. He turned


    around and got dressed, then apanied Novalie out the door.


    By the time Raeleigh woke up, Novalie and Jepherson were already back from the store. Jepherson


    was helping Novalie with setting out breakfast. The breakfast was still warm and he hurriedly called


    Raeleigh over to eat.


    Raeleigh had no idea what her grandmother and Jepherson talked about. But they looked thick as


    thieves. In fact, he looked more closer to Novalie than she was.


    After breakfast, Raeleigh had to head back to the university.


    Jepherson briefly exchanged some words with Novalie before he personally sent Raeleigh back to


    the university.


    "What did the two of you talked about?" Raeleigh could not help but ask after getting in the car.


    Jepherson casually answered, "She said that you were a smart kid when you were younger."


    Raeleigh was quiet for a while then said, "I''m sure all the kids were smart when they were younger."


    "I wasn''t," Jepherson announced with a smile. He seemed proud of it too. Not borating, he kept


    his gaze front, something obviously on his mind.


    Stuart knew he was lying, but it wasn''t his ce toment.


    On the drive back to the university, Raeleigh listened to Jepherson with half an ear. As they


    approached the university, she immediately gathered her things, wanting to get out of the car right


    away. As soon as they arrived, Jepherson watched as Raeleigh hurriedly got out of the car. He bid


    her goodbye then he slowly drove off.


    Raeleigh watched as he drove away. Then she turned around and walked into the campus with her


    laptop and bag. While she was walking, she could feel a car following her.


    Picking up her pace, Raeleigh did not turn around to look, Just then her phone rang.


    Raeleigh stopped to take her phone out. She answered and turned to look at the car that was


    following her.


    A man''s voice came from the phone. "Raeleigh, I''m sure you know that it was me. Why are you


    walking so quickly?"


    Raeleigh stared at the car. Slowly she put away her phone and walked towards the car. Her grip


    tightened on herptop.


    She stopped next to the car, quickly scanning the


    area.


    There weren''t many people around at that time. Most of the students were already in ss. That


    exined the driver''s audacity in following her so closely.


    Raeleigh stood outside the car for a while. The driver said without preamble, "You and Jepherson


    have been getting along pretty welltely. I don''t like it."


    Raeleigh frowned at him, her gaze direct. "I can''t do what you''ve asked of me."


    "Raeleigh, only the dead are capable of doing nothing."N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    Raeleigh did not answer. The person in the car pressed on, "My patience is running thin. Cease


    your contact with Jepherson. It''s hard to say what will happen if you don''t."


    Raeleigh remained silent the whole time, and the car drove away from her quickly.


    Raeleigh stood there for a second before she quickly went into the building. She didn''t realise that


    Jepherson saw the exchange and decided to follow the car.


    Jepherson''s eyes were cold. Stuart looked back to confirm his intentions. "Mr, Jepherson, do we


    follow that car?" "What else?"


    Stuart hurriedly turned around and followed the car.


    As expected, impulsiveness rarely spelled sess.


    "Someone is following us," said the driver. His passenger did not say a word. The driver


    immediately reacted, intending to shake off their tail.


    However, just as he was about to shake off the car, he realised that there was a car that was


    stopped in the middle of the road.


    The driver hurriedly looked at his passenger through the rearview mirror as he waited for further


    instructions. Only then did the passenger speak, "Go around the car."


    Just as he was about to do that, five other cars appeared n front of him, blocking the entire road.


    The driver had no choice but to jerk the car to a stop. He turned around, helpless, and was met with


    an irritated face.