The Billionaire's Genius Wife

Chapter 389 Her Decision (3)

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"Absolutely. Well, I'll send Brother Ten a few files for...," Scarlett's voice trailed off as she caught herself almost exposing their guild. "...Brother, I'll send you the files. I need you to check something," she continued, glancing at Xander, hoping he wouldn't ask about Ten.

Rex was surprised by the close call from Scarlett. She's almost revealing their organization.

He tried not to show surprise and responded casually, "Sure, sis. By the way, what would you like me to investigate?"

"I mentioned before that Jude Withers sent another assassin to tail me, right?"

"You mean the Gold Team assassin?"

"Yes, the Gold Team. I've obtained their profiles and need you to capture them..." Scarlett explained her plan to Rex, outlining her plan to capture the assassins and gather any information they may have about her mother.

"I understand," Rex nodded. "I will ask my team to search for them." He paused when he noticed Xander's expression turned tense. "Do you want to be involved, Xander?" He asked politely so that this man would not be cranky as usual. What a hassle!

"No, you can handle it," Xander replied. He had confidence in Rex's capabilities and believed he would be better suited to oversee the operation with his team. 

Rex was taken aback by Xander's unexpected response. Normally, Xander would eagerly offer his help to Scarlett. 

'Why does he look so calm?' Rex narrowed his eyes at Xander, trying to find the reason for his refusal. However, after seeing him remain calm, he decided to let it go, at least for now.

"Alright then, I'll handle it," Rex said with a soft chuckle. Then, he gazes at Scarlett. "Sister, I'll leave now. I need to coordinate with my team to locate the assassins. I'll contact you later if I have any information."

"Thank you, brother..." Scarlett paused, a thought crossing her mind. "Brother Rex, if you feel lonely at the hotel, you're welcome to stay here with us." She felt a tinge of guilt, knowing that Rex had made the journey specifically to visit her, only to be left alone in a hotel room.

A soft smile formed on Rex's lips. "I appreciate the offer, sister. But I'll be fine at the hotel. Don't worry about me," he reassured her.

Scarlett nodded, "If you change your mind, just let us know. We'd be happy to have you stay."

Rex swallowed nervously upon hearing her offer.

"Thanks, but there's no need..." Rex replied, standing up from his seat. He couldn't stay there because he had plans to meet Casey tonight, and they might end up spending the night together.

"Alright then! How many days will you be in town?" Scarlett asked as she followed him to his car with Xander walking beside her.

"I'm only staying for two nights," Rex replied, stopping in his tracks just before reaching his car. He turned to face Scarlett. "I'll give you a call before I leave. And it would be better if we could have lunch," he suggested.

"Hmm, that sounds good, brother," Scarlett said with a smile. However, as Rex's car slowly drove away, her smile gradually faded. She remembered she needed to call her uncle, Noah.

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As nightfall approached, Scarlett attempted to contact Noah Withers. Still, to her surprise, the phone number she had used to communicate with him was no longer active.

"This is strange," she muttered to herself, puzzled by the sudden inaccessibility. 

Scarlett was sure that the number was her uncle's private number which was always active even when he was sleeping. And only a select few, including herself, know that number.I think you should take a look at

"Perhaps he's already asleep," Xander chimed in, glancing at Scarlett with a reassuring smile. "Remember, there's an 8-hour time difference between J City and Royal City. It's already midnight there."

Scarlett sighed, realizing that her timing might not have been ideal. "You're right, Xander. I'll try again tomorrow when he's more likely available."

"Take your time, love. We'll figure it out together."

Scarlett fell silent, her mind flooded with questions that only deepened her confusion. 

She couldn't help but ponder over her uncle's peculiar habits, particularly his tendency to call her around midnight, just like the present hour.

'But why is Uncle Noah sleeping at this hour now?'

The peculiarity of the situation weighed heavily on Scarlett's thoughts, intensifying her sense of unease. Everything felt very strange, and she couldn't shake the feeling that something was fishy.

While Scarlett was lost in thought, her cell phone suddenly vibrated. She quickly picked it up and checked the caller ID.

Though disappointed that the call wasn't from Uncle Noah, she couldn't help but feel a little happy when she saw Dr. Robert's name on the screen. 

She wanted to discuss a few things with him regarding Roland Gilwynn, whom she had indirectly encountered earlier in the day.

"Grandpa, I'm so glad to hear from you," Scarlett greeted him warmly.

"Oh, my dear Scarlett, I apologize for leaving abruptly this morning. A patient arrived at the hospital unexpectedly, and I had no choice but to attend to them before your checkup was complete," Robert explained in a somber tone.

He was originally supposed to accompany Scarlett during her pregnancy checkup. Still, due to the arrival of Roland Gilwynn, he had been forced to cancel his plan to attend Scarlett.

"Hahaha, don't worry, Grandpa," Scarlett chuckled to reassure him.

"Let me make it up to you, Scarlett. I'll treat you and Xander to dinner. How does that sound?"

"That sounds wonderful, Grandpa! I'll choose a fancy restaurant in this city," she said cheerfully, teasing him. 

"Hahaha, of course, the choice is yours."

Scarlett grinned, hearing Grandpa Robert take her bait. 

"Grandpa, may I ask you something?"

"Yes, of course. What would you like to know?"

"Who was your patient this morning? They must be someone important, right?" she asked. Even though she already knows from Xander that the patient may be Roland Gilwynn, she wants to hear from him.

There was a brief silence on the other end of the line. Robert was contemplating whether or not to disclose the resemblance between Roland Gilwynn and Scarlett.