After the New Year's Eve Tragedy Her Icy Return novel Chapter 143

hapter 143 Something Fishy

It was a long drive, and once they left, there was no way they’d be back in time for lunch.

That worked out perfectly for her plan.

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Caroline didn’t question it–after all, a company as busy as theirs probably had one issue after another to handle.

But she wasn’t here for lunch. Her real reason for coming was to get the bracelet from Edwin. Now that he was gone, how was she supposed to get it?

She paused for a moment, then turned to Alaina. “Before Edwin left, did he mention anything to you? Or maybe he gave you something to pass on to me?”

Alaina knew exactly what she meant–Caroline was asking about the bracelet–but she played dumb. “Nope! He left in a hurry. He just told us you’d be coming over for lunch and said we should go ahead and eat without waiting for him. He didn’t say anything else, and he definitely didn’t leave me anything.”

Caroline felt a wave of irritation rise inside her.

They had agreed just yesterday that he’d hand over the bracelet.

Even if something urgent came up at work, he should’ve at least left a message about it with someone at home.

“I’m calling him now,” she said, pulling out her phone and scrolling to Edwin’s number.

But before she could hit dial, Alaina quickly snatched the phone out of her hand. “He’s in a meeting with a client. Calling now might interrupt something important.”

The excuse sounded reasonable, but the guilty flicker in Alaina’s eyes gave her away.

Caroline caught it. It was all too clear now–something fishy was going on, and Alaina definitely knew about the bracelet.

Fine. If Alaina knew where it was, that was good enough. She didn’t care about anything else—she came here for the bracelet, and she was going to get it.

Just then, a voice came from the dining room. “Mrs. Somerton, lunch is ready.”

Both women instinctively turned toward the dining table.

The chef was carefully placing dish after dish on the table.

“Alright, thank you,” Alaina said, then turned to Helen, who was lounging on the couch peeling an orange. “Helen, open that bottle of wine you bought earlier. Pour everyone a glass.”

She even winked at Helen as she spoke.

Helen caught the signal instantly. She tossed the half–eaten orange on the coffee table and bounced up with a grin. “Sure, Mom.”

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