Madly Yours (Nora Reed) novel Chapter 631

Finnian Fairchild had originally just come to watch the drama unfold.

Scarlett Sawyer firing a gun and spooking Nora Reed's horse was a situation that could easily spiral out of control.

But in the eyes of a fiercely protective husband like Hudson Lancaster, it was nothing short of a death sentence.

The Lancasters and the Sawyers were in the middle of a major business partnership, and Finnian was terrified Hudson might actually kill Scarlett in a fit of rage, so he had stepped in to mediate.

Finnian didn't have a particularly close relationship with the Sawyer siblings, but since Liana and Scarlett were practically best friends, he was only intervening for his adopted sister's sake.

"Liana Fairchild?" Spencer Sawyer looked at Finnian, his face a mask of shock and suspicion.

Finnian was in the middle of taking a sip of his tea. Hearing the familiar name, he paused, his eyes instinctively flicking upward.

Both Hudson and Spencer were staring dead at him.

Finnian remained perfectly silent.

"What is it?" he asked, setting down his cup. He walked over to Hudson and glanced at the glowing phone screen. Seeing the call log, his brow furrowed.

"A single phone call doesn't prove anything, does it? Besides, Liana is out of the country..."

Scarlett dropped her gaze in a panic, holding her breath like a cornered animal.

Hudson let out a dark, mocking laugh. "You actually think your adopted sister is abroad?"

Finnian stiffened. "What are you trying to say, Hudson?"

He had personally escorted Liana to the airport and watched her board the plane.

How could that possibly be faked?

Hudson shot him an icy, dismissive look and immediately dialed the number, putting it on speaker.

The line rang twice before someone picked up. Liana's cheerful voice filled the room. "Scarlett? How did it go? Is that bitch Nora already—"

"Liana?!" Finnian hissed, the name practically tearing through his teeth.

The line went dead silent for a fraction of a second before abruptly cutting off.

Finnian gripped the phone, his expression darkening into a stormy scowl.

"That stubborn brat. Even out of the country, she can't just lay low!"

"International dial tones don't sound like that," Hudson sneered.

Ignoring Finnian's increasingly furious expression, Hudson turned and handed the phone to Archer. "Track this number's exact location."

Archer took the device, hooked it up to his own, and typed rapidly. Within minutes, he had a lock on the signal.

"Boss, the satellite GPS puts her at a hotel just down the mountain."

Hudson nodded. "Bring her here."

"Right away." Archer spun on his heel and strode out.

A heavy silence settled over the room.

Finnian didn't have the patience for her lies. "Does Scarlett misfiring a gun and spooking Nora's horse have anything to do with you?"

"No!" Liana shook her head without a second thought.

But the moment the word left her mouth, she swallowed hard. She had already exposed herself over the phone. Denying it so frantically now only made her look overwhelmingly guilty.

But then Liana reasoned with herself—there was no solid proof that she had goaded Scarlett into harming Nora. And even if there was, so what?

She was a Fairchild. No matter how powerful Hudson Lancaster was, he couldn't possibly overstep his bounds and punish her himself, could he?

"It doesn't matter if you admit it."

Hudson, who had been sitting in total silence, suddenly spoke in a dangerously calm tone. "Since the younger generation refuses to listen to reason, I'll just have to speak to an elder who does."

With that, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

Finnian, standing right next to him, saw the contact name on the screen—Henry Fairchild—and the color completely drained from his face.

Hudson was calling his father directly!

"Hudson..."

Finnian tried to interject, but Hudson completely ignored him, casually tapping the speaker button.

The call connected after two rings. Henry Fairchild's steady, composed voice echoed through the room. "Mr. Lancaster? To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Mr. Fairchild, I'm calling to inform you of a situation. Your adopted daughter, Liana, conspired with the Sawyer family's daughter to attack my wife. They spooked her horse and caused her injuries..."