From His Invisible Wife to the World's Icon novel Chapter 96

Lydia's heart slammed against her ribs. Her grip on the phone tightened to the point of pain.

Suddenly, a loud knock echoed through the room. "Lydia?" Harrison called from the doorway.

Simultaneously, a sharp bang came from the phone's speaker. Gable had pushed open the guest bedroom door on the feed, instantly breaking them apart.

Lydia squeezed her eyes shut and forced herself to exit the app.

Seeing them betray her with her own eyes was agonizing, but what overwhelmed her more was the crushing disappointment. She had been a fraction of a second away from recording undeniable proof!

She had to find a way to get Gable out of the house.

"You're still here this late?" Harrison walked in as she opened her eyes.

"I need to head to the hospital and give Mr. Ford the update on our departure in 17 days. Want to come?" Harrison's tone softened. "Grandma Eleanor isn't doing well. We can pay our respects while we're there."

The mention of Xavier brought Joanna's warning rushing back. Keep her distance. Don't be a burden. "You handle it, Harrison. I'll follow your lead."

Packing her documents into her briefcase, Lydia walked out of the institute with him.

"The city is hosting an international tech summit the day after tomorrow. I want you to come with me," Harrison suggested. "Networking with the top minds and the local officials will be huge for both the institute and your career."

She knew he was grooming her for success. "Thank you, Harrison."

After parting ways with him, Lydia heard a steady rhythm of footsteps behind her. She spun around and saw Griffin.

A sudden realization hit her—Griffin followed her everywhere. That meant...

Her fingers curled into tight fists.

Did he see Xavier hold her? Did he tell Frederick?

Thinking back to the psych clinic last night, Griffin had covered for her...

"Griffin, do you report everything I do to Mr. Foster?" she asked bluntly.

"Mrs. Foster, the boss only ordered me to protect you. He doesn't ask about your personal matters."

"Do you want me to start sending him your itinerary?" Griffin paused, asking seriously.

"No. Definitely not," Lydia breathed a sigh of relief.

When she got back to Tidal Crest Manor and pushed open the master bedroom door, she found Frederick sitting on the sofa in a crisp white bathrobe.

She frowned. The sound of running water echoed from the master bathroom.

A minute later, Sierra stepped out, wearing a skin-tight silk nightgown.

"Lydia, the pipes in my bathroom downstairs completely burst. Freddie told me to use this one," Sierra said, her voice sugary sweet, but her eyes gleaming with absolute malice.

"Sierra is a guest, she's staying the night," Frederick cut in, immediately shielding the other woman. "Don't start a fight."

She hadn't even said a word, yet in his eyes, she was already the villain.

Lydia let out a cold scoff, turned on her heel, and walked straight downstairs into Gable's room.

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