Chapter 542 Secret Code

• "It's me," Evelyn's voice was shaky, but she was determined to tell Seraphina to stay out of this—to not risk herself. But before she could get the words out, Seraphina interrupted, firm and resolute. "I already know what you're about to say. But don't bother—I'm not walking away from this." Something about this whole setup didn't sit right with her. If ransom was the motive, they would've reached out to her whole family instead of singling her out. No, this wasn't a simple ransom. The demand for half a million was just a convenient excuse. The real game? They wanted me.
• "No," she insisted firmly, shaking her head. "Don't waste your breath worrying about the money. I have more than enough. 500,000? That's pocket change. I will get you out of there safely. And besides, your husky has been waiting for you to come home." Husky? What on earth was she talking about?! She had never owned a dog in her life. Evelyn wondered to herself. Then, like a bolt of lightning, the realization struck. "Husky? Oh, please. If anything, it's a Samoyed—big, clumsy, and a walking disaster. Honestly, I'd rather have a good old farm dog—loyal, sharp, and far easier to handle."
• The moment Seraphina heard that, she got the message loud and clear. The enemy had three people. Miril's instincts flared with suspicion. Without hesitation, he wrenched the phone from Evelyn's grasp and ended the call with a sharp tap. His patience snapped. In a flash, his hand shot to her throat, fingers digging in as his cold, narrowed eyes locked onto hers. "What exactly did you just say?" She grimaced, pain tightening her features. "You heard everything. Do you really think we'd dare say anything we shouldn't?"