Taking Back What My Sister Stole novel Chapter 234

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Wesley leaned back, swirling his glass as the liquid rippled.

He lifted it and drank deeply.

“I’ll let her go. But I won’t permit her marriage to Luciano.”

He already resented Cecilia’s involvement with Luciano–how could he personally enable their union?

How could he facilitate their wedding?

Johan lifted his glass in response, an eyebrow arched in mockery.

“It seems destined love can’t compare to childhood sweethearts; I respect your choice.”

The marriage to Luciano was just a tactic to advance by retreating.

He wanted Cecilia to leave Wesley.

Wesley naturally knew, but he had no choice.

He owed Larissa too much,

He also wanted to make it up to Larissa through this marriage alliance.

To repay the debt of gratitude once and for all.

When Cecilia received the recording sent by Johan, she had just finished telling Luciano a bedtime story.

She quietly listened to Wesley’s words, “I can let her go, but I won’t agree to her marriage with Luciano,” and sat dazed for a while.

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Between her and Larissa, Wesley always chose Larissa unconditionally.

She had known it all along.

At this moment, her heart was just numb with pain.

After a long time, she sighed deeply, all relieved.

She sent Johan a thank you.

Although she didn’t know Johan’s purpose, it pulled her out of the mire after all.

She was free.

She pulled out the suitcase and started packing.

Halfway through packing, she called Luciano again.

Luciano had just finished packing and was ready to leave.

Cecilia told him about Wesley letting her leave, asked him to pack some of Noah’s things, and then come pick her up.

Luciano agreed,

Cecilia sped up her packing.

The joy of leaving eclipsed all the bitter sorrows.

She felt utterly content.

After packing, she woke Noah. “We’re going to Baritel with Dad.”

Noah scrambled up from bed, his eyes lit up. “Really?”

“Mm–hmm.”

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Cecilia nodded firmly while helping Noah get dressed.

“What about Uncle Wesley?”

Noah asked, “Is Uncle Wesley coming?”

“He isn’t.”

“Okay.”

Noah would miss Uncle Wesley dearly, but the thought of seeing Dad soon and living with both parents made him beam again.

Cecilia knew the staff would tip off Wesley. Besides, surveillance cameras covered the house, so she waited until Luciano arrived.

By the time the housekeeper realized what was happening, Luciano had already loaded Cecilia’s luggage into the car.

She took Noah’s hand and stepped out.

“Ms. Zamora, where are you going?”

The housekeeper panicked.

Only the departing car answered her.

The housekeeper frantically called Wesley. “Sir, Ms. Zamora left with her suitcases.”

A glass slipped from his hand.

Amber liquid pooled across the floor.

Wesley bolted upright, dashing out without grabbing his coat.

At the doorway, Johan stopped him.

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“Wes, our drinks aren’t finished.”

Wesley grabbed his collar, punched him in the face, teeth gritted, eyes bloodshot.

“Johan.”

Cecilia leaving now must be connected to Johan.

Johan retaliated with a harder punch to Wesley’s face. “Scumbag.”

Minutes later, Elijah and his men separated them.

Their eyes still burned with murderous rage.

Elijah wiped sweat from his forehead. “Calm down, calm down. Let’s talk this through.”

Wesley stormed off first. “Move.”

Elijah approached Johan. “Young Master Johan…..”

Johan dabbed his split lip, watching the stumbling figure.

“He’s drunk. Don’t let him drive.”

Elijah nearly said Wesley never drives when drunk.

But Johan had already left, humming cheerfully.

When Mr. Wilson rushed to the parking lot, his boss Wesley–who never drove after drinking–was wrestling the driver for control of the steering wheel.

The driver, sweating bullets yet unwilling to offend his employer, stood frozen

Wesley was drunk, very drunk, and clearly furious and irrational.

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Handing him the wheel? The driver wouldn’t dare even with eight lives

to spare.

“Mr. Wilson!”

The driver pleaded for help.

Mr. Wilson took a steadying breath before pulling Wesley aside.

“Mr. Carlton, just tell Christopher where you need to go. He drives fast and steady.”

A flicker of clarity surfaced in Wesley’s bloodshot eyes.

His trembling fingers gripped the door handle.

Where indeed?

He had no idea where Cecilia had gone.

“Mr. Carlton?”

Mr. Wilson wondered if this involved Cecilia.

After all, Wesley only lost control over matters concerning Ms. Zamora.

He was about to make a call to launch an investigation.

Wesley rasped, “Find her. And Luciano.”

Mr. Wilson swiftly relayed the order before guiding Wesley into the

car

He instructed the driver, “I lead to this address first.”

It was Luciano’s residence.

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As the car moved, Mr. Wilson received a call pinpointing Cecilia’s location.

“They were heading toward the expressway entrance, the direction of Baritel.”

“To the expressway entrance.”

The car raced at the speed limit’s edge.

Just as Luciano’s car was stopped at the expressway entrance, a black Bentley pulled up behind.

Cecilia spotted Wesley in the rearview mirror.

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