Chapter 66

Just as Kathy and I were speculating, we saw her suddenly light up and head towards someone, like she had found the person she was waiting for.

Kathy and I looked over and saw Elora, arm-in-arm with a tall, slender man, happily entering the hotel across the street.

Kathy and I exchanged a look, both of us in disbelief.

Elora had another man?

I suddenly remembered Simon telling me that Elora and Earl had been to a hotel before. Although he didn't catch them doing anything, it was now pretty obvious what was going on.

"Elora just can't stand being alone, always hooking up with someone. I wonder if Brandon knows."

Brandon probably didn't know. Otherwise, with his temper, Elora wouldn't be living so freely.

Kathy suddenly had a wild idea. "Do you think Brandon's illness could have been transmitted by Elora?"

I shook my head. "No way. From what I know, Brandon has a private WhatsApp account filled with chats with various women. I only glanced at it briefly and saw dozens of them. It's likely one of them."

Kathy grimaced in disgust. "Wow, what a piece of work."

We hadn't had time to record anything when we first saw Elora, and it was too late to do so now. So, I decided to wait for her to come out and record it then.

Kathy didn't have anything else to do today, so she decided to stay with me.

An hour later, Elora and the stranger emerged from the hotel. I quickly took out my phone and recorded a video of them leaving the hotel and flirting at the entrance.

Kathy frowned. "Didn't Elora just have a miscarriage? And she's already out looking for someone to hook up with?"

"I can't take it anymore, Caroline. Can we teach her a lesson? This is too frustrating."

I couldn't help but laugh at Kathy's words. "We can consider it."

Kathy immediately called Simon for advice.

Simon, quick-witted as always, soon came up with a plan. "The best way to get back at her is to expose her affairs. Elora seems to like wealthy men, so you can use that against her."

"Like getting caught by one of the men's wives and getting beaten up in public. Doesn't that sound satisfying?"

Kathy nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, I get it. I'll find someone right now."

She hung up and started searching through her WhatsApp contacts, too excited for me to stop her.

She called someone. "Hey, what's the name of that guy whose wife is super fierce? Kurt Lowe? Got it!"

Kathy quickly looked up his name and showed it to me.

"This guy is perfect."

I glanced at her phone screen and saw a picture of a thin, sinister-looking man.

"Kurt is a real estate developer, very wealthy."

"Usually, middle-aged businessmen like him have a few mistresses, but Kurt is different. He made his fortune by marrying his boss's daughter, so he never dared to leave his wife. But men can't always control themselves."

Kathy leaned in conspiratorially. "Apparently, once Kurt's wife caught him with a mistress and chased him around the neighborhood with a knife. Such a big shot, and he lost all his dignity."

"So if Elora hooks up with Kurt, his wife definitely won't let her off."

Seeing Kathy so excited and ready to execute her plan, I had no choice but to agree.

After parting ways with Kathy, I went home and tossed some random ointment to Brandon.

"The doctor said this should do the trick."

Brandon believed me and immediately applied a layer of the ointment.

He probably didn't know he had syphilis. If he did, there would be quite a show to watch.

And this show had to have everyone present-Karen, Elora, Shirley, Paula. The more people who knew, the better.

Meanwhile, I brought Brandon some news that thrilled him.

"Joanna agreed to let you attend her dad's dinner party. She'll send the invitation in a few days."

Brandon was stunned and stood up in disbelief. "She really agreed?"

I looked at him, annoyed. "Of course. Do you think I've been shopping and dining with Joanna for fun? Haven't I been persuading her?"

Brandon quickly hugged me. "Thank you, honey. What would I do without you? When our business expands overseas, I'll help you explore new markets abroad while you manage things here."

I couldn't help but smirk internally. Keep dreaming. Let's see if you even live to see that day.

For the upcoming dinner with Joanna's dad, Brandon went all out, even getting a new suit tailored.

But his leg injury wasn't healing and was starting to spread.

Brandon looked at me in panic. "Caroline, did the doctor say what to do about this?"

I shook my head. "The doctor said just keep applying the ointment."

Brandon had no other options. He hated going to the hospital and had to rely on me.

In Brandon's mind, every hospital visit meant spending money, so he completely trusted me on this. Whatever I said to take, he took.

After discovering Brandon wanted to kill me, I once thought of using this weakness to get rid of him. But then I realized that would make me no different from him, so I gave up.

Because of his discomfort, Brandon had been going to bed early, giving me more free time.

Today, I got a call from Simon, which I hadn't received in a while.

I went to the bathroom to answer and couldn't help but tease him.

"Did you take on another job? Why haven't you called me in so long?"

Simon chuckled. "I've been working on your task. How could I dare call you otherwise?"

"Task? What task?"

"You've been looking for Asher, right? I found him."

I was shocked. "Where?"

"Tomorrow at 2 PM, come to the abandoned factory. I'll introduce you to someone."

Receiving such good news, I was too excited to sleep that night, tossing and turning in bed, much to Brandon's annoyance.