Love's Perfect Match

Chapter 617

CHAPTER 617 BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY

Elspeth seemed to have realized the severity of the situation as well. Her expression turned grim.

"The most important thing right now is to find out where this boy came from. It's as if someone is

purposely concealing the boy's background. We couldn't find any information on him."

She had a feeling that things were quite so simple.

"I agree," Callum said.

Even so, Elspeth still found the whole thing rather ridiculous. "The boy's address is stated here. Why

don't we find a time to drop by and ask a few questions?"

The boy's address was fairly near Winthrop Residence.

"I'm free today. Why don't we head over there now?"

Callum got up to get the car.

However, as soon as he got to the door, he saw someone he never thought he would see.

"Emma Walker?"

Elspeth's body stiffened when she heard the name.

Yena stood at the door and took in Callum's look of shock without feeling ruffled at all. "I think you've

mistaken me for someone else."

Callum couldn't be wrong about this.

Although there were a few things about the woman that was a little different, her features and the

sense of familiarity he felt from her made him certain beyond a doubt that it was indeed Emma standing

in front of him.

"Why did you come here?" Callum asked a different question.

"I'm not here for you. I'm looking for Elspeth."

Elspeth quirked her eyebrows. "You can just come out and say whatever it is you have to say, Miss

Hallaway."

"Aren't you going to invite me in? Do you leave your guests standing here at the door?"

Elspeth smirked. "Come on in."

After heading in, Yena took a seat on the couch as if it were her own home. "You should know why I

came to see you today."

"If you're here to talk to me about the collaboration, I'm not changing my stance."

Yena let out a helpless sigh. She seemed to find it a pity that Elspeth wasn't willing to reconsider. "You

should know that if you wish to make something of yourself in this field, you will need to rely on

Alphascape's influence and power."

"Don't make things so complicated."

"What do you mean by that?" Yena couldn't figure out what else Elspeth had up her sleeve.

How can she still be so stubborn when things have come to this?

There's a difference between confidence and overconfidence.

"I'm not at liberty to share."

Elspeth said very little, but it was enough to convey all that needed to be said.

"Since you're so confident, I won't put a damper on your spirits for now. When the time comes,

remember not to cry up a storm."

Yena was willing to admit that she had come over today just to gloat, but Elspeth's attitude made her

feel like a clown.

The conversation ended unsatisfactorily. Naturally, Yena had nothing else to say so she got up and

started leaving. Just then, Callum, who had been silent the whole time, called out to her. "Emma."

"Let me repeat myself. I'm not Emma." Yena was a little taken aback. She eyed Elspeth with a

meaningful look that made it obvious she was asking if the latter had informed Callum of her true

identity.

Elspeth shook her head ever so slightly.

Yena was relieved at first, but she immediately felt a trace of annoyance.

Just how scared is she that I'll disturb them for her to keep this information a secret?

However, the thought of this improved her mood.

How fun would it be if my mere existence is enough to drive a wedge between them?

"Didn't you hear how your wife addressed me? My name is Yena Hallaway."

She flicked her hair over her shoulder and slowly stretched out her right hand. "It's a pleasure to meet

you."

Callum didn't shake her hand. He stared at it in silence for a moment before remarking calmly, "You

have a tiny mole on your right index finger."

Yena froze ever so slightly. She didn't think that he would still remember that about her after all these

years.

Those words stirred a part of her.

"You're a very observant man, Mr. Winthrop. Aren't you afraid that your wife would get jealous?"

Yena said it on purpose to make the two of them feel uncomfortable.

As it was, their expressions did change.

Elspeth wasn't jealous. She simply found the woman in front of her rather pitiful.

Although Callum knew that Elspeth wasn't an unreasonable person, he still cast a worried glance at

her. He exhaled in relief when he saw the complicated look in her eyes.

"Our relationship is just fine. We don't need your advice."

Yena's expression hardened briefly but she soon composed herself and let out a warm smile. "Since

there's nothing else, I'll get going now."

Callum's piercing gaze was still fixed on her. It was as if he wanted to find clues in her expression.

"So, why did you come back this time?"

Callum could tell that she wanted to target Elspeth, but he didn't have the right to criticize her for it.

"I don't understand what you're saying."

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That being said, despite all the years that have passed, Yena still had a trace of emotion in her eyes

when she looked at Callum.

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and walked off.

She came back with only one goal in mind. She was going to make Elspeth and Callum pay.

Nothing else mattered to her.

Once Yena left, Callum turned around and look at Elspeth.

"She's Emma Walker, right?"

Elspeth nodded.

"When did you find out?"

Elspeth's gaze grew complicated. "During my previous book signing event. She came over and caused

trouble."

Callum's expression turned grim when he heard that.

"Did you get hurt?"

Elspeth felt her heart growing warm. She shook her head and said, "I'm fine. I think she got a man to

barge into the event and cause trouble before pretending to be a Good Samaritan and saving the day."

Callum couldn't explain it, but for some reason, he had the feeling that Yena—or rather, Emma—had

returned with ulterior motives.

It was obvious that he and Elspeth were her targets.

"If she ever tries to meet you in private again, you must tell me."

Elspeth sensed his concern and assured him with a smile, "It's alright. You don't need to be so worried.

Nothing will happen to me."

"It's not that I doubt your ability to protect yourself. I'm just worried about just how depraved she could

be."

Once a person survived a life-and-death situation, there were only two possibilities. Some would

cherish their lives even more, while others… would no longer fear death.

They would attempt to achieve their goals by any means necessary.