Chapter 269

Leo Miller was having a sweet dream, hugging a pillow that had transformed into a stunning beauty in his sleep. Just as he was about to act, his phone rang abruptly.

The caller ID showed "Boss."

He jolted awake, all drowsiness gone.

"Yes, Boss! I'll investigate immediately!"

After hanging up, Leo dove into work. Within half an hour, he called Andrew Lucas again.

"Boss..." Leo's voice trembled. "Tonight's hotel surveillance footage was completely wiped. The tech team said... unless Mr. Ryan Lucas personally intervenes..."

The other end of the line was terrifyingly silent.

After checking the news, Leo realized his boss had been publicly cuckolded. He swallowed hard and cautiously asked, "Boss... are you okay?"

Still no response.

Leo imagined Andrew weeping alone and felt heartbroken. "Boss, everyone faces setbacks in life—"

The call disconnected abruptly.

Panicked, Leo grabbed his car keys and rushed out, fearing his boss might do something drastic.

Meanwhile, Andrew stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes dark and stormy.

He tried calling Ryan Lucas, but the line was dead. From Victoria Lucas, he learned his eldest brother had gone to a remote island with no communication.

It would take at least two weeks for Ryan to return.

Andrew clenched his phone.

The destroyed footage meant only two possibilities: either Susan Thompson and Henry Bartley were responsible, or Nicole Capra had done it herself.

Considering Henry's earlier phone call, he leaned toward the former.

Yet he still wanted to give Susan a chance.

Even if it was just self-deception.

"Andrew Lucas, you're truly pathetic," he mocked himself with a bitter smile.

At the hotel, Nicole hung up the phone and exhaled in relief.

Despite her tarnished image, Andrew still wanted to marry her.

That was enough.

Facing the mirror, she dipped her fingers in water and smeared the blood at the corner of her lips. Then she put on sunglasses and a mask before leaving the hotel fully disguised.

Victor Thompson was tending to Catherine Capra in the bedroom when he heard the maid's startled cry downstairs.

"Miss Nicole! Put down that knife!"

He hurried downstairs and froze at the sight of Nicole's blood-streaked face.

"Nicole! Who did this to you?"

Nicole threw herself into his arms, sobbing hysterically. "Dad... it was Susan... she ruined me..."

Victor's expression darkened like storm clouds.

As she imagined the impending revenge on Susan, Nicole slowly curled her lips into a cold smile—hidden safely from her father's view.