The Abandoned Heiress Reborn to Be Cherished (Seraphina) novel Chapter 290

Chapter 290 Negotiation

Seraphina left the neighborhood, her steps purposeful as she pulled out her phone. She dialed the private investigator she had worked with on multiple occasions.

“Do you offer tracking services?” she asked, her voice steady and direct.

The man on the other end responded calmly, “If the payment is sufficient, we can take on any job as long as it’s within the law.”

“How much?” she asked, her tone focused.

“You’re a regular client,” he replied smoothly. “I’ll give you a discounted rate. Fifty thousand for half a month, eighty thousand for a full month.”

“That works,” she said, without hesitation. “I’ll send you the target’s information. Keep a close watch on him during this time. I need to know every move he makes.”

“No problem,” he assured her. “We’ll handle it. You can trust us.”

Seraphina ended the call and turned her gaze toward the third floor. The secret she was after- it was essential. She had to have it.

After parting ways with Augustus, Chloe found herself lost in thought, the weight of her concerns heavy upon her. She knew her brother all too well. If she didn’t intervene, he might truly choose to destroy everything, to bring it all crashing down.

He was the broken tile, and she the fragile jade. She couldn’t risk the collision.

With no other option, Chloe began making connections on Rowan’s behalf. But the stakes were high, and the government’s attention was sharp. Who would dare to act in such a delicate situation?

A week passed, and Chloe found herself running from one person to the next, each time meeting with rejection.

One day, she was unceremoniously thrown out of a house, her carefully selected gifts discarded along with her.

She hadn’t gone far when the mocking voice of the woman inside reached her ears. “You think a handful of trinkets will make my husband break the law for you? What do you take us for, beggars?”

Her face flushed crimson as she stood outside, humiliated by the cruel taunt. This woman was nothing more than a mere wife, and yet she had dared to treat Chloe this way.

Chloe’s gaze fell to the discarded gifts on the ground. With a sharp breath, she picked them up and threw them in the trash, taking only the check she had hidden inside. She slipped it into her pocket, her mind already moving on.

As she stepped out of the elevator, her phone rang. It was Augustus.

“What’s going on?” Chloe asked, her voice laced with frustration, the anger she had been holding in finally bubbling to the surface.

“Have you made any progress? When can you get Rowan out?” Augustus‘ voice came through the phone, sharp and demanding.

you Chloe could no longer contain her frustration. “You’re always pestering me. Don’t understand how serious the situation is with Rowan? Do you think pulling him out of there is a simple task?” she snapped, her patience wearing thin.

“What do you mean by that? Are you refusing to help?” Augustus‘ tone grew heated. “Chloe, let me make this clear: if you don’t get Rowan out of jail, we’re both finished.”

Chloe’s anger flared, her fingers tightening around the phone as if she could crush it in her grip. She wanted to throw it across the room, but for the sake of the secrets she was guarding, she forced herself to take a deep breath and bite back her rage. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have spoken like that. Please, give me more time. I’ll figure out a way to get Rowan out.”

With a heavy heart, she ended the call, her mood darkening.

Ten days passed, and Chloe continued to stall, sending Augustus one excuse after another, asking him to be patient just a little longer.

Seraphina, having carefully timed her approach, finally picked up the phone again and dialed Augustus‘ number. “Mr. Kennedy, I was wondering if you’ve made a decision yet?” she asked, her voice smooth and composed.

Augustus responded immediately, rejecting her offer without a second thought, his voice firm and unyielding.

Seraphina didn’t flinch. She maintained her calm demeanor, her tone patient and reassuring, “Mr. Kennedy, if Chloe had a way of getting him out, you would have already received good news by now. But as you can see, more than half a month has passed. If you cooperate with me, I can guarantee that, in one month’s time, you’ll have Rowan back. Your family will be

reunited.”

“You’re just a young girl. Why should I trust you?” Augustus‘ voice was filled with doubt and suspicion.

Seraphina smiled inwardly. She could tell that her words had struck a chord. He was beginning to waver, his resistance faltering.

“My identity,” she continued with quiet confidence, “as I’ve already told you, holds far more weight than Rowan’s. With that influence, I can pull him out of the stock market mess he’s entangled in. Whether or not Rowan is released depends entirely on your decision.”

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