The Faceless Billionaire Celebrity Wife-Chapter 223: Move By Alan

"And?" Cyprian lifted her head up from the book to stare directly at Raymond.

"And I heard you say that uhm..." Raymond trailed off again, unable to complete his words.

Cyprian raised her brows at that, when it suddenly occured to her what Raymond might have heard.

"Was it when I said I love kids? You should know that was just a lie in order for me to get closer to Esther. Jeez...what were you thinking?" she said, a small smile on her lips as if she found Raymond’s thoughts funny.

"Nothing at all. I was just wondering if...Don’t bother. You don’t have to worry about what I think at all. Just do your thing," he replied.

"If you say so then," Cyprian nodded and went back to what she was doing. After a few minutes of silence in the kitchen, she looked back up. "By the way, I should go home tomorrow. My brothers are worried, you know, and I’ve got to reassure them by letting them see my face once in a while."

"I’ll drop you when you’re ready," Raymond agreed.

Away from the two who were in the kitchen, Ruthlyn sat down on the couch in living room, her gaze focused intently on the laptop in front of her. She was oblivious to the entranced eyes staring at her from opposite her.

"This... isn’t she suspicious here?" she murmured, her hand flying over the keyboard as she replied several messages.

"Hey."

"Hiiii," Ruthlyn drawled in reply when she heard the voice. She didn’t bother looking up to find who had greeted her as she was not ready for a conversation yet.

"What are you doing?" the voice asked again.

"Working. And if you would let me be for now, I will deeply appreciate it," she replied emotionlessly.

Enoch who had been trying to create a conversation with her, had no choice but to keep his mouth shut and wait for the time when she was done working. And that time, he doubted will ever come.

At this moment, he feared that every separation of Shikera and Ethan always meant his and Ruthlyn’s separation t—

"Found it!" A loud yell jolted him out of his thoughts as he sat up suddenly.

"What’s wrong?" he questioned Ruthlyn who had just yelled. Cyprian and Raymond came running out of the kitchen, having heard the yell themselves.

"What’s wrong? the two repeated Enoch’s question or Ruthlyn, who pressed her hand against her chest as a smile crossed her lips.

"It’s Ashley Zuresh."

"That’s our team leader," Cyprian noted. "What happened to her?"

"She is the one that attends the meeting on behalf of that hidden shareholder of Preston TV," Ruthlyn announced.

"What?!" the other three in the room chorused.

"You think we should get this across to Ethan?" Raymond asked immediately.

"We can’t. He’s going to be unavailable for a few days, hopefully," Enoch replied. He added the ’hopefully’ behind his sentence because he was sure Ethan would want to end the Jordans for good now. His silence when they told him that The Jordans were attacking The Mega families, could only mean that he was completely fed up of handling those criminals.

"Then what do I do with this information?" Ruthlyn asked.

"We should pursue it to the end. An ordinary team leader cannot be a secret shareholder of a big media house like Preston’s," Enoch replied, his voice taking on an authoritative tone like Ethan’s.

"How about you talk to Mr Lane and Lady Preston? You can do that, right?" Cyprian suggested, and the rest of them nodded in agreement.

"That’s the only way we can get to the end of this as soon as possible," Raymond replied, before adding,"We should split the work so it would be faster. Enoch and Ruth can talk to Lady Preston and Mr Lane while I and Rian will speak to her team leader. What do you all think?"

"It’s cool," Ruthlyn agreed. "When do we start?"

"As early as day after tomorrow? Rian had to visit her brothers tomorrow," Raymond stated.

"It’s alright then. The rest of us can just rest all through tomorrow," Enoch finalized the plan, rejoicing in his heart. His prayers had been heard and Ruthlyn could no longer give an excuse of working if he wanted to talk to her.

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Shikera squinted her eyes as she took in her image in the mirror,

"Yes, that’s it. Pregnancy favors me and I won’t have all this story like everyone else. I’m gonna stay pretty and beautiful like Shikera Anderson is supposed to be," she recited, laughing at herself before picking up her bag and walking out of the room.

Mignon was waiting for her in the living room and surprisingly, they were both wearing short floral gowns that reached just above their knees, though with different patterns.

"Woah!" Mignon exclaimed. "I guess we really are sisters after all. We have the best style of dressing and coupled with my beautiful hair and yours, I can only pray that the island men don’t get frozen by out beauty," she joked.

Mignon’s mention of her black hair made Shikera remember Ethan’s, and how soft and silky it always was if she dug her hand in it while they were—

’Get a hold on yourself, Kera!" she berated herself inwardly, while a bright smile was plastered on her outer face.

"I’m more beautiful though. And don’t argue with me except you want to see your beautiful sister turn into a menace," Shikera replied.

Mignon faced changed into one of mock horror before laughing out loud at Shikera.

"At this point, I know more than to argue with you, Kera." She glanced at her watch. "We should leave now as the next hospital is more than an hour away from here," she added.

"Alright, how do we move though? Car, bike or...?" Shikera asked, since she knew she had never seen a car since she came to this island. Or even a bike.

"We move by Alan," Mignon replied.

Shikera frowned in confusion. When did Alan turn into a mode of transportation?