Chapter 54

I just smiled and quietly watched Brandon.

"At that time, I really thought he would mention your name, after all, you two look so much alike."

Brandon wiped the sweat off his forehead, "What do you mean alike? Hurry up and eat, you always overthink things."

Saying that, he pulled me to the dining table.

Soon, the appointment with the lawyer that Kathy helped me arrange was approaching. I planned to go after dropping Brett off at school in the morning.

Unexpectedly, Brandon insisted on coming with me to drop Brett off that day.

After dropping him off, he drove me back home and got out of the car himself, as if he intended to follow me wherever I went.

If it weren't for the fact that only Simon, Kathy, and I knew about this plan, I would have suspected a leak.

Brandon's behavior was too deliberate, making it hard for me not to notice.

I said I was going to have lunch with Kathy, he wanted to come along. I said I was going to sleep, he stayed by my side, making it impossible for me to go out alone.

I had a gut feeling that something was off with Brandon. Either he had discovered something about me, or someone had tipped him off.

I scanned the entire house; the only ones who could have leaked information were the sisters, Shirley and Paula.

But it seemed Paula's purpose in coming to me was to take everything Shirley had. Although I always felt Paula wasn't that simple, she didn't seem to have any reason to harm me.

That left only one person, Shirley.

So, while Brandon was in the study having a meeting, I went to the living room to get the voice recorder and told Shirley and Paula that I was going to take a bath. They didn't suspect anything and let me into the bathroom.

I turned on the shower to make sure no sound could be heard outside, then started playing the contents of the voice recorder.

As I pressed play, I indeed heard Shirley and Brandon's voices from yesterday.

"Don't you think Caroline is getting better and better? I saw her exercising in her room the other day."

I was stunned, recalling that it was probably one time when Shirley came to clean my room, and I had just gotten up and decided to stretch in the sunlight.

For someone who had been bedridden and emaciated, this was an inexplicable thing.

"And she often goes out to dine with Kathy now, just like before she got sick." Shirley's voice came from the recorder, making me frown.

I didn't expect her to still be observing me, and so meticulously at that.

I gritted my teeth, realizing I had been too careless and exposed a flaw.

Brandon hadn't spoken for a long time, and Shirley's voice became anxious, "Brandon, it doesn't matter if you don't make me Mrs. Jordan, but I'm genuinely thinking of you."

"Do you think Caroline won't notice anything unusual once she recovers? Won't she go back to the hospital for a check-up? She doesn't have any hidden illnesses, she'll easily connect it to the medicine we've been giving her. Have you gone soft?"

Brandon spoke in a low voice, "This has nothing to do with you."

Shirley sneered, her voice filled with jealousy, "Who does it have to do with? Elora?"

"I've heard you mention her quite a bit these days. Caroline might not understand, but I do. Is Elora your lover?"

"Shirley, you're crossing the line."

Brandon's voice was sinister, warning Shirley.

But Shirley seemed indifferent, continuing, "I'm just reminding you, as I said before, it doesn't matter who you marry as Mrs. Jordan, whether it's me or Elora, but Caroline must die. She will definitely ruin your plans."

Brandon pondered for a long time before finally speaking slowly, "From today on, follow her, see where she goes and who she meets. If she shows any signs of suspicion, increase the dosage, or use other means to keep her asleep. But don't let her die, I have a use for Caroline. Don't mess up my plans."

Shirley was silent for a long time, then said jealously, "Do you not want Caroline to die?"

"Shut up and get out."

I clenched my teeth in anger after listening.

Shirley was so shameless. No wonder Brandon was following me today; he had started to suspect me.

It seemed the meeting with the lawyer arranged by Kathy might be my last chance to be alone.

I finished my bath, wet my hair, and came out of the bathroom.

To my horror, I found Shirley standing in my room, staring at me.

I was startled and glared at her, "Are you crazy? Standing here like a ghost to scare me?"

Shirley shook her head, forcing a smile, "No, Mrs. Jordan, I was just checking if the kids needed a diaper change or anything, trying to help you out."

I knew the diaper change was just an excuse; she was here to monitor me.

But it seemed she didn't know anything yet, otherwise, she wouldn't be reacting like this.

I nodded, "Then come with me to buy some clothes for the kids. Don't you think their clothes are getting too small?"

Shirley hesitated, "Kids grow fast, buying new clothes will soon be outgrown. Why not let them wear Brett's old clothes? Otherwise, it's a waste of money."

I frowned, wiping my wet hair, and stared at Shirley expressionlessly.

"Do you think Brandon will see you as a good woman because of what you said?"

Shirley was taken aback, her eyes showing guilt, "Mrs. Jordan, why would you say that?"

I sneered, "So you still know I'm Mrs. Jordan. I thought you were trying to show off your frugality to make Brandon like you."

Shirley's face turned red, and she quickly shook her head, "No, Mrs. Jordan, that's not what I meant."

She glanced at the kids, "What about the kids?"

I got up and walked out, "Isn't Paula at home? Let her take care of the kids. You come with me to buy things."

Shirley hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

I went to Paula's room, where she was lying on the bed looking at her phone. Seeing me enter, she sat up, "Mrs. Jordan."

No matter what, these sisters still acted very proper in front of me.

"Shirley and I are going out for a while. Please take care of the kids."

Paula immediately agreed and got up.

I changed my clothes and was about to go out with Shirley when she said, "Mrs. Jordan, wait a moment, I'll go inform Mr. Jordan."

I stood at the door waiting for her. After a while, she came out of Brandon's office and jogged over to me, "Let's go, Mrs. Jordan."

I looked up and saw Brandon standing at the second-floor railing, waving at me, "Have fun, use my card."