Rebirth Snatching Back My Stolen Luck novel Chapter 90

Chapter 90

My hands tightened on the wheel as my worst fear was confirmed.

Lilith’s so–called meeting with Claire was nothing but bait. The real mastermind was none other

than Brandon Scott.

And his motive wasn’t hard to see.

His accident cover–up had blown wide open; with the internal conflicts of the Scotts, he’d have a hard time keeping his place.

The Caldwells were also preparing to replace him as Lilith’s fiancé, not to mention she had made her disgust toward him crystal clear.

His power, his protection–everything he had was slipping through his fingers.

So, desperate, he gambled everything on one last move.

If he succeeded, he’d claw his way back under the Caldwells‘ wing and keep everything of his

intact.

It was exactly because I saw through it that my fury soared, but underneath it, a deeper fear gnawed at me.

Lilith wasn’t the type to cower or submit. But if Brandon…

My jaw clenched, veins throbbing violently at my temples. I couldn’t even finish the thought.

“Dean? You still there?” Callum’s voice pulled me back.

I bit down hard on my tongue, the sharp sting snapping me into focus.

“Yeah. Listen–I need another favor. Talk to the Cameron Hotel’s manager, and get him to arrange a staff member to cooperate with me when I arrive.”

He instantly picked up on my intentions.

“You’re trying to avoid a direct confrontation?” he asked, a little surprised. “I expected you’d ask for a master key and storm in directly. That’s more your style.”

“Charging in blind only put her in more risks” I said calmly. “I won’t gamble with her safety.”

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There was a pause.

Then Callum let out a low chuckle.

“You’ve changed. But… it’s a good change.”

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His voice softened. “She’ll be fine, Dean. She’s strong, and will hold out until you get there.”

I didn’t answer. Just gripped the steering wheel harder.

Callum, wisely, didn’t say anything more. “I’ll call the manager now.

The line went dead.

Silence filled the car, heavy as lead.

Without another word, I stepped on the accelerator, ignoring the insistent beeping of the speed warnings.

The drive from Raven Tower to Cameron Hotel would normally take half an hour. I shaved it down to twenty minutes, but it still felt like the longest ride of my life.

With a screech, I pulled up outside the hotel, tossing my keys to the valet before striding in a hurry.

A chubby middle–aged man hurried toward me, slightly out of breath. “Mr. Callahan?”

I halted, eyes narrowing. “And you are?”

“Tom Zachary, hotel manager.” He thrust out his hand. I didn’t want to waste time with irrelevant pleasantries, but since he’d be helping me here, I gave it a curt shake before letting go,

“Dean Callahan.”

“Mr. Moore explained your situation. As requested…” He gestured towards, and a young, lean man in staff uniform–who I only just noticed–stepped forward.

“…I’ve assigned Percy. Quick–witted, reliable. He’ll follow your instructions.”

Percy bowed slightly.

“Good.” I nodded once.

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Together, we headed for the elevators.

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On the way up, I laid out the plan: Percy would pose as room service, claiming Claire had arranged the delivery. Since those two were clearly in on this together, Brandon shouldn’t question–at least, that’s what I counted on.

But standing outside the door, listening to the wary edge in Brandon’s voice, I knew I’d need a Plan B–fast.

Without hesitation, I pulled out my phone and fired off a message to Callum: Keep calling Claire. Don’t let her line free.

Luckily, he’d already had her details dug up earlier, so he wouldn’t need to waste precious time searching.

Sure enough, Brandon’s voice followed a moment later, sharp and guarded.

“I’ll give her a call to confirm.”

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