Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!
Chapter 629 The Frightening Caybel

Julien said in satisfaction, "Change the time slightly. I want to see the movie starting at eight o'clock."

He would go to Sydney at six o'clock and take her to dinner. Then, they would see the movie at eight o'clock and come out at ten o'clock after the movie.

At ten o'clock, he would take her back to the Shallow Bay, and it would be almost midnight when they arrived.

Since it was so late, he should be able to stay again, right?

Julien's eyes shimmered as he happily made the plan.

Zach didn't know Julien's plan, so as he heard that Julien wanted to see the movie at another time, Zach didn't see any problem. He nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Flint."

Julien put the receiver down, picked up his cell phone, and texted Sydney, "I'll come and pick you up at 6 pm. Let's go to dinner together. I heard there's a new French restaurant in the north of the city. The food there tastes pretty good."

Sydney smiled and replied, "Okay."

She had just sent the message when a phone call came in.

As she saw the caller ID, a hint of surprise surfaced on Sydney's face.

This call was from Caybel.

Ever since Layden's body was occupied by Caybel, Layden's second personality, and he left Port City and went to the capital, he had never contacted her, and likewise, she had never contacted him.

It was because she did not know how to get along with Caybel. She does not have the slightest understanding of Layden's second personality. The only thing she knew was that this personality was evil. And she hated to contact such a person, so all along, she tried not to think about him.

Yet she did not expect that after a month, he would call her.

But should she answer it or not?

Sydney looked at the name flashing on the screen, biting her lip with hesitation.

After all, she didn't know how to get along with this personality, so she didn't know what to say later.

But after a few more moments, Sydney decided to answer the phone.

What if the caller was not the second personality but Layden, the first personality who had already regained control of his body?

With that hope, Sydney took a deep breath, pressed

the green button, and answered the phone, "Cay."

She spoke with a trace of caution and tentativeness.

The caller was silent for two seconds before a strange male voice came over, "Syd, this is Caybel. I prefer this name to Cayden."

In short, he didn't want to inherit the name that the idiot had used for over twenty years.

The name Caybel could perfectly distinguish him from that idiot Cayden.

As she heard that tone, Sydney's face changed slightly, and her heart sank. A sense of disappointment came over her.

Her hope was dashed. Cayden hadn't woken up or grabbed back control of his body.

It was the second personality that called her.

She pursed her red lips and asked in a cold voice, "Mr. Bennet, what do you want?"

Meanwhile, Caybel was standing in front of a floor-to-ceiling window.

As he heard what Sydney called him, his eyes narrowed, and his expression turned unhappy. "You call Cayden so intimately, but why do you call me so distantly?" Sydney said calmly, "It's just because you are not Cay."

So she couldn't take him as Cayden or treat them in the same way.

Caybel chuckled. "I'm sad to hear that. Although I'm not Cayden, I was born in his body, so you can also treat me in the same way as you treat him."

"Sorry, I can't do that." Sydney bluntly refused.

The gloom on Caybel's face became more obvious.

But soon, he calmed down and gave a bitter laugh as if nothing had happened. "You're so cruel."

"Well, just tell me what you want. If there is nothing else, I'll hang up. I am very busy. I do not have time to chat with you," Sydney said indifferently and wrinkled her pretty eyebrows.

She had nothing to say to this personality.

And this personality was even more fickle than Cayden. If she said too much, who knew what would happen?

"Alas..." Caybel pretended to sigh in frustration." Forget it. Since you don't want to chat with me, just forget it. I was going to tell you how much I had been missing you in the last month and ask if you missed me, yet I found you did not miss me at all, but it does not matter. I missed you so much that I prepared a gift for you. It's in your mailbox. Just check it."

Sydney almost threw up at his words.

His intimate tone made her stomach churn.

Even Cayden just called her Sydney, but he called her Syd. Was he trying to compete with Cayden?

She remembered he had called her by name when he had first stolen Layden's body, but now he called her Syd. He was so weird.

Sydney silently complained about Caybel and coldly asked, "What exactly did you send to me?"

"You will know when you see it. I promise it will be what you like." Caybel looked at the plane flying by outside the floor-to-ceiling window. An odd look flashed across his eyes.

Sydney frowned, gripped the mouse, and clicked open the mailbox.

There was a new email from an unsaved contact. It must be from Caybel.

Sydney was not surprised that Caybel knew her email address. After all, Caybel had Layden's memory in his head and had hacking skills.

So it was not astonishing that he found out her email address.

Sydney opened the email and found it contained large files, which were photos.

Sydney was confused. What kind of photos did he send?

With suspicion, Sydney clicked on a photo, and when she saw it, she was so shocked that she stood up from her chair with a scream and threw away the mouse in her hand.

She stood there, her face pale. Her eyes were full of terror as she looked at the computer screen. She trembled slightly, and her hands, feet, and scalp all began to tingle. Her blood ran cold, and even her heartbeat lost its rhythm.

What was that?

In the photo, there was a man. His hair had been shaved. His bloody face had been cut beyond recognition. His eyes were wrapped with a piece of cloth. He was tied, lying on the sofa. It couldn't be seen whether he was still alive.

In the end, Sydney was so stimulated by this photo that she couldn't help but lean on the table and retch.

She had never thought that the photo would be so gruesome and gory, and if she had known this, she would not have clicked on it. Unfortunately, it was too late, but she didn't intend to see the next few photos because the contents were certainly similar to this one.

On the other end of the phone, Caybel heard Sydney retch. He smiled slightly and mischievously. "So do you like my gift?"

Sydney's face twisted for a moment. She yelled on the phone with red eyes, "What are you talking about? You're crazy. You sent that to intimidate me, right?"

Caybel blinked innocently. "How can you say that? I didn't mean to intimidate you. I sent it to tell you that

I helped you take revenge." "Revenge? What do you mean?" Sydney's temples throbbed. She had an inexplicable bad feeling.

Caybel gave an ambiguous laugh. "Didn't you recognize the person in the photo?"

The person in the photo...

Sydney pursed her lips, thinking, 'Does he mean that I know the person in the photo?'