Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 314

**TITLE: Beseeched 314**

The tone she adopted was perplexing, leaving an unsettling impression in the air.

Dawn chose to overlook the underlying tension in Helena’s voice, responding instead with a gentle, soft-spoken demeanor that masked her own confusion.

She exchanged a few more courteous remarks with Helena, her words carefully chosen as she guided them towards the door, her heart a mix of empathy and unease.

“Your grandmother is getting on in years,” she said, her voice soothing. “She tends to fuss over the smallest things. Please, don’t take it to heart.”

Just then, Austin appeared by her side, his expression distant as he gazed towards the doorway, lost in thought. “And don’t make it awkward,” he added, his tone unexpectedly candid. “I have a business roundtable to attend later, and I won’t be back tonight.”

Dawn was taken aback by his forthrightness; she hadn’t anticipated such honesty from him.

His words suggested that he had truly let go of whatever had been troubling him, or so she hoped.

She bit her lip, a moment of hesitation washing over her as she summoned the courage to speak. “Uncle Austin, could I ask you for a favor?”

Austin’s eyebrows lifted slightly in mild surprise. “What do you need?”

“I need you to contact someone on my behalf.”

…

As the afternoon faded into the evening, Dawn found herself in a state of restless anticipation. Outside the villa, the bodyguards formed a protective circle, their bodies relaxed yet their eyes vigilant, scanning every sound and shadow that danced in the dim light.

Dawn couldn’t shake the uncertainty gnawing at her. Would that person actually show up?

And if he did, could he manage to evade all those watchful eyes?

Just as her thoughts began to spiral into a whirlwind of worry, a sound broke through the silence from outside the window.

“Damn it … How did I end up in this situation? Ethan, I went through hell just to find your wife. Let’s see how you—”

He muttered to himself, but his words trailed off abruptly, leaving an unsettling silence in their wake.

“Why does that not sound right?” he pondered aloud, and then there was nothing but stillness.

He continued his ascent, determination fueling his every move.

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At last, his forearm found purchase on the second-floor sill. He looked up, only to be met by a pair of sharp, bright eyes that seemed to pierce through the darkness.

Alex’s breath caught in his throat, and for a moment, he nearly lost his grip on the ledge.

With a renewed resolve, he tightened his hold and vaulted into the room, landing with a thud on the couch, panting heavily. Dawn raised an eyebrow, her voice laced with amusement. “You could have just come through the front door, you know.”

Jonathan had clearly instructed the guards to leave the Osbornes alone, so everyone was stationed outside, waiting.

Alex shot her a look, irritation flashing across his features. “You think I didn’t know that?” he snapped, exasperated.

If he had taken the front entrance, he would have been stuck engaging in tedious small talk with the Osbornes, a prospect he found utterly pointless.

“Just spit it out. Why did you summon me here?”

He flopped onto the couch as if he owned the place, a casual arrogance in his posture. “Still, Dawn, you’re sharp. How did you deduce I was in Trifton?”

“The Networking Gala,” Dawn replied lightly, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth.

Most people might find such events dull and tiresome, but Alex would undoubtedly attend; occasions like that bolstered his image as a ‘cultured successful man,’ and who knew, he might even snag a fling.

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