For a while the man busied himself once more with his writing, not intending to resume the conversation.
After a final flourish of his pen, he placed it down and glanced through his masterpiece in admiration before pouring himself a cup of tea. “How is it going over at Oceanic Estate and Red Pavilion? Is the plan successful?”
“Yes, it is.” The man who was kneeling on one knee outside the hut gazed up optimistically.
“Jasmine is not released yet. I’ve heard that Devin had volunteered as a member of the International Anti-Terrorist Group. Red Pavilion had dismissed their housemaid as well. That should be the first time he is rebelling against Jonathan.”
“Mmm, not bad.” The man inside the hut appeared satisfied with the outcome.
Devin was deemed by many to be a capable member of the Jadeson family. Since Jonathan’s retirement, no one in the Jadeson family had managed to live up to Devin’s potential.
Even Charles who was capable enough did not have the charisma and brains of Devin.
That was why it was an imperative part of their plan to draw him away from his family. Devin’s absence would undoubtedly crumble the Jadesons’ power by at least half. The next stage of subduing the madman and Jonathan would be much easier.
He took a sip of tea before picking up his pen again.
It is worth it to exchange three useless lives for the demise of the Jadesons.
When Sasha returned to the Oceanic Estate, Jonathan had already gone out again.
The Jadeson residence did not seem as peaceful as it had been in the past. It was as if the tension after Devin’s actions was palpable in the air, shared even by the servants.
Sasha did not let on any clue that she was aware of what was going on. Instead, she headed straight for the garden to her children.
“Mommy, are you back?”
The triplets who were enjoying themselves in the garden ran over and surrounded their mother joyfully.
Sasha smiled and knelt before them. “What are you bunch doing? Look at you, all sweaty and sticky!”
To her surprise, she discovered that they were sweaty. In fact, her daughter’s pigtails were drenched.
“We’re flying kites today, Mommy,” Vivian replied happily. “Daddy took us out to fly kites.”
“Is that so?” Sasha exclaimed as she gazed affectionately at Vivian.
Matteo hugged his mother. “Of course it’s true, Mommy. Daddy played chess with me and Ian today, too. We felt bored that you weren’t here earlier, so we went to look for him instead. He’d actually agreed to spend time with us.”
Ian said nothing, though his usually reserved expression betrayed a hint of happiness.
Sasha felt her nose twinge. She reached out to pull all three into her arms.
It is a difficult change, yet it happened.
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