My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 1009: Do You Want to Bet with Me?

It seemed that he was too busy.

Phoebe walked up to him, but he didn't notice it.

Phoebe could only wait for him to finish his work and ask him about the situation.

However, there was really a tricky thing to deal with. Collin was really busy to the extreme. One call after another, and his fingers never stopped typing on the keyboard.

His eyes were bloodshot, as if they were about to burst out of his eyes.

Phoebe didn't dare to disturb him.

Just waiting like that, several hours passed.

"Ding-dong."

Phoebe's cell phone suddenly rang. It was a text message ringtone.

In the past few days, Stanford would sometimes send her WhatsApp messages or text messages. She had adjusted the sound to the maximum so that she could read it as soon as possible.

Even though it was very noisy now, Phoebe could hear the sound of her mobile phone.

Did Stanford send her a message?

She quickly picked up the phone and turned it on. When she read the text message, the light in her eyes gradually dimmed.

It was not from Stanford.

It was a message from an unknown number. The whole content was:

Something happened to Stanford. I know about him. Come out and see me. Don't tell anyone.

Phoebe read the text message in shock, and her heart was beating fast.

Who was this?

Why did the person send her such a text message?

How did the person know that something had happened to Stanford?

Phoebe was anxious, but she didn't dare to believe it rashly. After looking at the busy Collin, she found a quiet place with her mobile phone and called back.

"I'm sorry, the number you dialed is vacant. Please verify it and then call..."

A mechanical female voice sounded on the phone, which made Phoebe wonder if she had dialed the wrong number.

She quickly tried again, but it was still the same result.

The phone number was set.

The person did not want to expose identity.

Could it be that the person deliberately set up a trap to deceive her and do something to her?

When Stanford left, he said that the Fraser family was not peaceful and asked her to protect herself.

Just as Phoebe was deep in thought, her cell phone rang again.

The content was:

"I won't do anything to you, we can meet behind the main building. If you don't come, you will miss the best time to save Stanford. No one can help you."

Phoebe read the text message in a daze and then looked in the direction of the study.

Now that Collin was exhausted, the person had said that she couldn't tell anyone.

If they met behind the main building, there were bodyguards of the Fraser family everywhere. If anything happened, as long as Phoebe shouted for help, they would immediately come.

Even if she went, there shouldn't be any security threat.

With this in mind, Phoebe made up her mind and walked quickly to the back of the main building.

She still had a backup plan. She especially found bodyguards nearby to keep them to do things as before, but they had to keep an eye on her secretly.

If they found anything unusual, they would come to save her immediately.

After this arrangement, Phoebe walked to the garden corridor behind the building.

She texted: "I'm here. Where are you? Come out."

The text message was successfully sent.

As expected, it was deliberately blocked.

The person did not reply. A moment later, a maid with a plate of wine came over and bumped into Phoebe. The wine fell to the ground and was everywhere.

Phoebe's clothes were wet, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of alcohol. She frowned uncomfortably, but did not intend to pay attention to it.

She wanted to bypass the maid, but before she could leave, the maid grabbed her clothes.

"Miss Jenkins, help me pick it up."

The maid's voice was very low, but she didn't seem to have any request. It was more like an order.

A maid would never talk to Phoebe like that.

"I am the one who asked you out. I know someone is paying attention to you. Help me pick up the glass and don't let those bodyguards come over."

It was her!

Phoebe looked at the maid in shock. It was an ordinary face that she had never seen before.

The Frasers' Mansion was now heavily guarded. Even the servants at home could not easily get close to the main building. How did she sneak in?

This woman was not simple.

Phoebe was full of vigilance, but she also squatted down.

She said in a low voice, "What do you mean? What's wrong with Stanford? Do you know anything?"

"Yesterday, Stanford and his men were attacked by a sneak attack. Now the situation is very bad."

Hearing this, Phoebe suddenly shook her finger, and it was cut by the glass.

She ignored her bleeding fingers and asked in a panic,

"What else do you know? Tell me everything."

"As expected, Stanford won't be able to come out alive by himself."

Phoebe froze in an instant.

She felt dizzy and almost went crazy.

She didn't know how much strength she used to control her emotions, and her voice was trembling slightly.

"Tell me, what do you want to do? Do you know how to save him?"

Sure enough, the maid nodded. "Yes, only I can save him."

Phoebe held her breath and looked straight at the maid.

"How can you save him?"

However, the maid smiled with obvious malice in her eyes.

"What do you want to in exchange to know about it, Phoebe?"

Phoebe felt her body cold suddenly as if she had been targeted by a poisonous snake.

She subconsciously retreated a little, keeping a distance of one person from the maid.

"What do you want me to do?"

The maid held a sharp glass in her hand and looked at Phoebe with a smile.

"Disfigurement. I want you disfigured. Use it to cut your face 20 times, and I'll save Stanford."

Phoebe suddenly stood up and took a few steps back.

She looked at the maid with vigilance and asked,

"Who the hell are you?"

She was 100% sure that she did not know this maid, but this maid had undisguised disgust and hatred for her.

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The maid smiled sarcastically. "It seems that you don't love Stanford so much."

"Why should I believe you? Do you think I'm stupid enough to ruin my face with just a few words?"

Phoebe looked around and threatened, "You are here now. As long as I shout, they will rush out and arrest you immediately. No matter how much information you know, you have to say it out."

The maid smiled without any pressure.

Her eyes were full of contempt. "Before I came here, I was fully prepared. Do you think that I would be afraid of death if I was caught? Just call for help. As long as they dare to come, I will commit suicide on the spot.

As long as I die, there is no chance for Stanford to survive.

Phoebe, do you want to bet with me? We bet on Stanford's life." lightnoveldaily.com