Chapter 105


    I was afraid he would continue sifting through my belongings, but he didn’t. Instead, he quietly withdrew


    from my room.


    I opened my eyes at the moment the bedroom door closed, my heart hammering in my chest. I ced


    a hand over my frantic heartbeat, breathing a sigh of relief. His footsteps sounded like he was going


    downstairs.


    Hastily, I reached for my phone, scrolled through it, and deleted anything that might raise suspicion.


    After all this, I was close to copsing. I couldn’t afford to slip up now; it would undo everything.


    I opened the hidden surveince app on my phone. Downstairs, Zora poured a ss of wine and


    handed it to Jan. He took it without a word and sipped it.


    Zora stood carefully at his side, looking like she wanted to say something. Jan gestured for her to


    follow him upstairs.


    This action startled me. Had he discovered the surveince? Why else would he silence Zora? It was


    clear he was on guard. I quickly switched to another camera angle. Jan walked into the study first,


    with Zora trailing behind. Before entering the study, she nced around the hallways, then followed


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    Jan in.


    Inside the study, Jan walked straight to the couch and sat down, crossing his legs on the coffee


    table. He looked at Zora with impatience and contempt. “Speak.”


    “Don’t you think Aaliyah has been going out too frequentlytely?” Zora immediately brought me into


    the conversation, “I doubt there’s anything wrong with her health. Otherwise, why would she be out all


    the time?”


    I muttered a curse under my breath. It was Zora who had been going out frequently, not me.


    But her words served as a warning: I had to be more careful.


    Just then, a surprising scene appeared on my phone’s screen. A figure moved stealthily into the


    camera’s view, inching towards the study. I realized why Jan had signaled Zora to go upstairs.


    He was preventing eavesdropping. It was clear he was being cautious. I rxed a bit since he hadn’t


    discovered the other set of cameras inside the house.


    I had to thank Logan for his expert instation. His cameras were really hard to spot.


    Back in the study, Jan remained silent, sipping his wine as Zora waited for his response.


    Finally, he told her, “Next time she goes out, follow her. See what she’s up to.”


    At this time, the figure outside the door gently attached to the door, listening to the movement inside.


    At this time, I really felt a kind of inexplicable stimtion. I was d that I got the best position.


    “She''s going out longer and longer and doesn''t look like exhausted. So, are you sure that the


    medication you prescribed to her was only palliative nutrition?" Zora asked, looking at Jan, and then


    said suspiciously, "She seems to be recovering a little too fast!"


    Jan was silent and took another sip of his drink, as if thinking about Zora''s words.


    It was true that I had been a bit careless for a while.


    "Shall I..." Zora asked tentatively, not daring to speak directly. But I totally understand what she was


    insinuating.


    I stared at Jan on the screen, he was silent for a long time, and then drained his ss in one gulp,


    and then said to Zora as if he had made up his mind, "You follow her first and see what she is doing,


    who she''s meeting, what they''re discussing. If she meets anyone she shouldn''t...” He paused, ying


    with the winess in his hand, then coldly spat out, “She should sleep for a while.”


    My heart shattered. The pain was bone-deep. I had known he had drugged me, but hearing it


    confirmed was like a thunderp. Tears welled in my eyes.


    I held back my emotions, focusing on the screen, afraid to miss any details.


    He pointed at Zora, adding, “But remember, the dosage has to be small. She can’t suspect anything,


    and she can’t be too weak. She still has her uses. Don’t ruin my ns, Zora. If you dare to act on


    your own again, I’ll make sure you pay.”


    Zora was angered by Jan’s words. She had been carefully choosing her words with Jan.


    She scoffed, “What? Are you feeling sorry for her now?”


    Jan lifted his eyelids, coldly staring at Zora, who was leaning against the desk with her arms


    crossed. His gaze was chilling, like that of a hawk, filled with malice.