Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 1036 Tell Your Brother

Upon their return to the intensive care unit, Raeleigh took a seat while Jepherson had a few words with Santiago. "Don't you ever hurt her again," Jepherson said before he left.

"No worries, I won't," Santiago said. Jepherson then turned around and left. He had arranged for the hospital to be put under lockdown before he got in the car and left.

At the backyard of the Cole family's home.

"Hey, Cynthia. What can I do for you?" Flynt asked. He headed straight to the backyard the moment he was told that Cynthia was looking for him. He had always been on good terms with his sisters.

"Nah, don't worry about it," Cynthia said while sitting on the bed. "I was merely asking where you have been." Ever since she learnt of Santiago's passing, she had not got much of an appetite. In fact, she had not been eating for the past two days.

She was aware that Flynt would be back that day. Therefore, she had instructed a servant to get him to meet her as soon as he returned.

"You seem to have lost quite some weight," Flynt said. "Are you alright? Let's go to the doctor if you aren't feeling well."

"I'm alright, Flynt," Cynthia said. "Something's been bothering me." Although she had been thinking about Santiago, she wanted to make an excuse that was more plausible. "What's bothering you, Cynthia?"

They had been sharing their feelings and problems freely with each other ever since they were young. Never had they been distant to one another.

"I got wind that you've plotted against members of the Harvey family," Cynthia said after a slight hesitation. "Is it true?" Flynt replied, "Cynthia, why did you bring this up though?" Cynthia tried her level best to remain composed. "Well, somebody told me," she said. "And I saw the news on TV. I wanted to know if you're the one who masterminded the murder."

Flynt thought for a moment and said, "I was the mastermind, but I didn't kill him."

"What do you mean?" Cynthia said. She responded to his remark with feigned curiosity.

Flynt stood up and ordered the servants to retreat. Then, he said, "I wanted to hurt him. But Santiago's a lucky guy. He managed to cheat death. The same can't be said of poor Deanna. She bore the brunt of my scheme and nTristany succumbed. Santiago's safe and sound. He's hiding somewhere. News of his untimely death has caused quite a brouhaha across Capital City."

"Right, so what are you going to do now?" Cynthia said. No longer distressed, she secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Since she was worried that her brother would see through her relief, she feigned agitation by knitting her brows. Flynt turned around and looked at Cynthia. "Don't worry about it," he said. "I'll be fine. After all, Santiago's in one piece. I don't think they'll harm me. Not that they can anyway. As much as people are expecting turmoil, I don't think pandemonium would set in so easily in Capital City."

Flynt was rather certain that chaos would not ensue in Capital City.

Cynthia secretly rejoiced. The last thing she wanted was to see Santiago and Flynt in danger.

Cynthia pondered for a moment. Then, she said, "Glad to hear that. Anyway, you've got to stay vigilant. The world is a dangerous place to live in. The Harvey family is powerful and influential. We may find ourselves in hot water if we're unable to topple them."

"Over the years, the Harvey family has formed many strategic alliances across Capital City. Their family is indeed a force to be reckoned with. I was told that they're on good terms with the Atkinson family too. Therefore, it's not easy to bring about their downfall if we aren't powerful enough to begin with."

Cynthia looked at Flynt while she was talking. Flynt then came closer and asked, "Cynthia, you seem rather occupied with matters related to the Harvey family of late. Why though?"

Discomforted, Cynthia lowered her head and said, "Well, that's because I care about you. You don't like that, do you?"

"Of course not," Flynt said. "It's kind of unusual though to find you asking me matters concerning the Harvey family. Most of the time, you'd ask if I'm doing well in life."

Flynt had always held Cynthia dear. Hence, her words caught him off guard.

"Whatever," Cynthia said. "Anyway, no matter what you do, safety first."

Feeling weak, Cynthia lay on her bed and tugged on the blanket. Then, she looked at Flynt and said, "Anything else you'd like to share? Otherwise, shoo. Lest you think I'm trying to probe into your private life." "Come on, don't be angry," Flynt comforted her. "It's not that I would say anything that offends you." Among all family members, Cynthia had always been the one whom Flynt loved dTristany. He sat on the bed and patiently waited till her anger subsided. Cynthia then rolled her eyes at him. The two siblings did not hold grudges. They reconciled with each other after every argument.

While Raeleigh was sitting, Santiago's phone rang. She snuck a glance at the phone as Santiago was in the washroom. There was a name on the screen.

Cynthia?

Raeleigh took Santiago's cellphone and stared at it. Scarlette had always been suspicious. When she saw Raeleigh looking at the phone, she walked towards her. As she lowered her head, she saw a name. "That name's strangely familiar," she thought.

Raeleigh put the phone on the table and looked into the intensive care unit. The phone kept ringing till Santiago was back.

Worried that Santiago would suspect if she had snuck a glance at his phone, Scarlette immediately took a seat, pretending that nothing had happened.

"Why didn't you answer the phone?" Santiago asked. His phone was not password-protected. One was able to unlock it with a mere swipe. Hence, Santiago was perplexed as Raeleigh did not bother answering the phone.

Santiago took the phone and walked towards Raeleigh. He then answered the phone.

"Hello, is this Santiago?"

Cynthia spoke in a soft, shaky voice. Initially, she had been reluctant to call Santiago. However, she could not help but to call him as she had been agitated ever since knowing that he was alive.

She wanted to ascertain that he was fine.

Santiago glanced at Raeleigh before heading to the other side of the ward. "are you alright?" he said. "Something's not quite right with your voice. Are you sick?"

There was a change of expression on Raeleigh's face. Scarlette could tell that something was amiss.

Raeleigh frowned as she gazed at Santiago.

The corridor was long. Santiago talked as he walked along the corridor. His manner of speaking was not particularly odd. He was still his frivolous self as he fooled around. What was unusual was the fact that he spoke in a manner which suggested that he was being empathetic. This would certainly raise a few eyebrows.

Raeleigh looked displeased. After a while, she stood up and walked towards Santiago.

As soon as he realized that Raeleigh was walking towards him, Santiago turned around and looked at her. Then, he ended the call abruptly.

"I'll hang up."

Santiago hung up on Cynthia before she managed to respond. He then put his hands in his pockets and looked at Raeleigh. "What's the matter?" he said.

"Does Jepherson know about this matter?"

Raeleigh was visibly annoyed.

"I can't be keeping him posted on every single thing I do, can I?" Santiago said humorously. Raeleigh was not amused. Instead, she scowled at him. Santiago turned around and saw no one along the corridor. He then turned around and asked Raeleigh, "What are you doing?"

Raeleigh did not utter a single word. She then turned around and headed straight to the intensive care unit. While she was walking, her face turned pale. Scarlette had been sneaking a glance. She had no idea what happened.

Santiago scratched his head twice as he trailed along. As Raeleigh reached the intensive care unit, she sat down and glowered at Santiago.

Scarlette could tell that Raeleigh was about to fly into a rage.

Santiago sat cross-legged. His hands were in his pockets as he leaned onto one side against the chair. He looked at Raeleigh and asked, "What are you trying to do?" Raeleigh looked at him and said, "I'll tell your brother."

Speechless, he snorted. He remained silent thereafter.