Chapter 138

The conversation in the yard continued as Brandon handed something to Eugene. "Here, take this."

Peeking through the crack in the door, I saw it was a bank card.

Eugene, usually so stoic, suddenly looked greedy. "Thanks, Mr. Jordan. Is this all for me?"

Brandon replied, "You've done a decent job so far. There's $200,000 on this card. Use it however you need."

It seemed Brandon was quite generous with Eugene, considering this spy lived in the house 24/7 without having to do much else.

Eugene thanked him profusely, "Thank you, Mr. Jordan. Thank you, Mr. Jordan. You're very generous."

"Do your job well, and there will be more money in the future," Brandon said, preparing to leave. Savannah and I were startled and about to run when Eugene suddenly asked, "By the way, Mr. Jordan, how's my niece Elora doing?"

"That kid lost her parents young, and I've been raising her. I've spoiled her a bit, so if she ever offended you, please forgive her. She never means any harm."

I was taken aback, not realizing Elora and Eugene had such a relationship.

It seemed Eugene considered Elora his own daughter, and he didn't even know she had jumped to her death.

If he found out, he would probably be devastated. But I could use this to my advantage.

Brandon snorted, "She's with me. What are you worried about?"

"Do you think I'd mistreat her?"

Eugene nodded repeatedly, "Of course, I'm not worried. It's just that I haven't been able to reach her for a few days, and I'm concerned about what she's doing for you."

"I don't mean anything by it. Just have her call me back. I'm worried about her."

"What's there to worry about?" Brandon said impatiently. "I sent her abroad on a job. The signal there is bad, so she can't call you."

"I'll have her call you as soon as she gets back."

Eugene nodded again, "I see, I see. Thank you for taking care of her."

"Since she started working for you, she's been doing better and better. We owe you a great debt."

I couldn't help but smirk. Why was Brandon hiding Elora's death? Was he involved? These questions remained unanswered.

Regardless of whether he caused her death, he was definitely connected to it. Eugene thanking him like a benefactor was painfully ironic.

And Elora's child, Jason, had also been harmed by the Jordan family. I wondered how Eugene would react if he knew everything.

And what would Elora, now in heaven, think if she saw this? Would she desperately want to come down and warn Eugene?

I didn't know. When Elora worked at my company, I had high hopes for her, grooming her as my successor.

If she had followed the right path and completed the tasks I gave her, her fate wouldn't have turned out like this.

But everything is a result of personal choices, and no one else can interfere.

Brandon, tired of Eugene's flattery, said, "Alright, I'm heading back. If Caroline comes home and sees I'm not there, it'll be trouble. Stay here for half an hour before you go back, so we don't run into each other."

Eugene nodded.

Then I heard footsteps in the yard, indicating Brandon was leaving. Savannah and I panicked, looking around for a hiding spot in the alley.

I was frantic, but Savannah quickly pulled me behind a trash can, shielding me there.

Brandon soon came out, looking around cautiously.

We were only a few feet away from him, and my heart was pounding.

I could feel Savannah's fingers gripping my shoulder tightly, her whole body tense, ready to spring into action if Brandon came closer.

Like a protective lioness, she crouched beside me.

We stared intently at Brandon, unsure if he sensed us, as he turned to look around.

But we were hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see us.

Still, Brandon was very cautious. Even though he didn't see us, he decided to check behind the trash can.

We panicked, unsure what to do, hoping he wouldn't come closer. Any movement would give us away.

Just as he was about three feet away, the door to my yard opened, and Kathy came out. "Brandon, is Caroline back?"

Brandon turned back, momentarily distracted from our hiding spot.

"No, I'll call her in a bit."

"Okay, go ahead."

Brandon walked back, dialing my number.

I quickly put my phone on silent, knowing if it rang in the alley, we'd be exposed.

Thankfully, I silenced it just in time.

I exhaled deeply, drenched in cold sweat, and Savannah was equally tense, her forehead glistening.

We exchanged relieved glances.

Eugene was still in the yard, so we took the opportunity to knock on the door.

Brandon, still on the phone with me, looked surprised. "You're back? I was just about to call you."

He noticed my phone. "Why didn't you answer? It didn't ring."

I showed him my phone, the screen off. "It was off. Savannah and I saw it was getting late and decided to come back. We didn't want to be out too late and miss the streetlights. We were planning to grab a drink."

Kathy, standing behind Brandon, looked at us. "You two went out for drinks and didn't invite me?"

I looked at Kathy, smiling helplessly. "You said you wanted to catch up on sleep. How could I invite you?"