Divorced The True Heiress Gets It All novel Chapter 678

Chapter 678

The Blood Association sent a full squad of ten members. That’s quite a show of force. If it came to blows, they wouldn’t stand a chance.

Sensing their gazes, Caleb looked up and met the scrutinizing looks of the Blood Association members. His expression remained unchanged as he calmly pocketed the damaged phone.

He’d been in such a rush, he hadn’t gotten around to buying a new phone.

Caleb got up and walked over to Dorian and his two companions. “We haven’t been in the mountains for long, so there should still be a signal. Could I borrow your phone to make a call?”

“Sure.” Charles Wainwright unlocked his phone and handed it over.

Caleb stood still and dialed Aria’s number. As the call connected, a smile curved his lips. “Aria,” he said.

A surprised young male voice came through the receiver. “Caleb? It’s Wilson.”

Caleb’s smile vanished. “Why do you have Aria’s phone?”

“Where have you been? We’ve been trying to reach you. Logan and everyone are really worried,” Wilson added. “Aria’s worried, too. She asked me to wait here for you while she was at the competition. We’ll head back once she’s done.”

Caleb said, “Tell the family I’m fine.”

Wilson said, “Alright, where are you now? The road’s blocked, so you can’t get through. Let me notify the Solemnity Guild leader to come pick you up.”

‘I should’ve just taken the normal route,’ Caleb thought with a sigh.

“I’ll let you know when I’m almost there,” Caleb said. Not wanting to worry them, he ended the call and handed the phone back without another word.

Charles reminded Caleb, “We’ve got a long trek tomorrow. Rest up. It gets cold at night, so don’t wander too far from the campfire.”

Falling ill at a time like this would be extremely dangerous. Caleb was their sole leverage to win Aria over, so they had to keep him safe and sound.

Caleb thanked him and moved to the opposite side of the campfire.

Black Rose, the leader of the Blood Association, smirked and strode straight toward Caleb. “Hey, there, handsome. You’re Huthailian, aren’t you?”

Out of courtesy, Caleb gave a slight nod. “Yeah.”

Dressed in all black, with a black rose tattoo on her collarbone, Black Rose sat facing Caleb, her gaze lingering on his face. “You look familiar,” she said. It wasn’t just a pick-up line, and she genuinely thought he looked familiar.

Caleb sensed she was fishing for information and replied flatly, “Perfectly normal. Honestly, I think all foreigners look pretty much the same to me.”

Black Rose batted her eyelashes at him, arms crossed over her chest to accentuate her figure. She purred with a playful pout, “I’m clearly the prettiest here.”

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Caleb didn’t bother to respond. All her charms were lost on him.

Black Rose dropped the act, her gaze scanning Caleb, sweeping from his eyes to his lips, then lingering on his chest. She thought, ‘He really looks familiar. Who is it again?’

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