Chapter 153


    Oriana gazed at the shocked expression on Elysia’s face and, assuming she was scared, repeated with


    a smug look, “Tarquin Bradford!”


    Elysia frowned. “What’s your deal with Tarquin?”


    “That’s none of your business, but rest assured it’s way closer than whatever you’ve got going with him.


    I bet you couldn’t even get a seat at Mr. Bradford’s Thanksgiving table.”


    Elysia’s his wife, for Pete’s sake!


    Elysia mentally snapped back, fuming, but didn’t dare voice her thoughts out loud. After all, their


    marriage was a secret, bound by a confidentiality agreement.


    “Did Tarquin send you to confront me, and to make me confess to framing Gage?” Elysia asked.


    Oriana’s brow furrowed; she didn’t dare admit it outright. Although Tarquin’s ties with N ter were


    special, it was N who had sought her out, not Tarquin.


    “You don’t need the details. All you need to know is that if you don’t confess, you won’t be leaving here


    without a scratch today”


    Elysia retorted, “So even if I confess, I can’t leave unharmed, right?”


    Of course not! Once Elysia confessed, she would suffer even more! This was just the beginning;


    Oriana hadn’t even started ying hardball yet.


    “So you’re saying, even if I confess, you won’t let me go. Why should I confess then?”


    Oriana red at her and said, “At least if you confess, you might get off a bit easier.”


    Elysia red back, unsure whether Oriana was bluffing. If she wasn’t, what was Tarquin’s angle? Was


    he making trouble for her just because she’d pushed for a divorce?


    If that was the case, Tarquin was nothing but a scoundrel!


    Elysia clenched her jaw, deciding not to dwell on Tarquin’s motives for now. She eyed Oriana, her gaze


    calcting, and said, “You’re so eager for me to confess because you’ve got a mission, right? Well


    then, we might have somemon ground.”


    “Oh?” Oriana was suspicious.


    “If you really want me to confess, it’s not impossible. But I have my conditions.”


    Oriana was wary, “What conditions?”


    “I can cooperate with a recording, a video, whatever you want, as long as you let me go afterward.”


    “Heh.” Oriana scoffed. “Let you go? No way!”


    Elysia replied calmly, “What if I bring Keaton Huber into this? What’s more important for you, hurting


    me or getting back together with Keaton?”


    Currently, with her hands tied, Elysia had no chance of fighting back. She would only lose out if she


    tried to force her way through. She needed to outsmart them. First, she had to free her hands.


    Oriana took the bait, a flicker of interest crossing her eyes before she mocked, “You think you can get


    me back with Mr. Huber? Who do you think you are?”


    to reunite you


    two!”


    “I’m just an ordinary person. Mr. Huber might not even remember who I am now, but I have a way


    Elysia sounded confident, and after a moment of hesitation, Oriana seemed tempted. The lure of


    returning to Keaton’s side was too strong to ignore.


    “How would you manage that?”


    “Untie me first!”


    Oriana frowned.


    Elysia pressed on, “I’m asking you to untie me, not to let me go. What, you and your crew can’t handle


    one woman?”


    After another moment’s hesitation, Orianá turned to a bald henchman and ordered, “Untie her!”


    Two menplied and released the ropes.


    Once freed, Elysia quickly flexed her wrists, feeling immensely relieved. When she was bound, she


    could only be bullied. But now, it was anyone’s game. If they dared to rough her up, they’d better be


    prepared for her ruthless retaliation.


    “Spill it, how are you going to get me back to Mr. Huber?” Oriana pressed eagerly.