Chapter 157 If what Penelope said was true , at least Precious was still alive . " Caleb , at this point , I have no reason to lie to you . " Penelope wasn't lying . When that little girl had been taken away , everyone assumed she had been adopted by a wealthy family and would live a good life . Only Penelope had lain awake all night , too thrilled to sleep - for it was no blessing . It was a death sentence . She caught the flash of tension and dread on Caleb's face . " You must have heard what methods those traffickers use .
You can't bear to divorce Sydney , but you're willing to let the owner of that pendant die ? " If you divorce Sydney , at worst she becomes a divorced woman . But if you don't , the pendant's owner will probably end up a corpse . Maybe she already has . " " I'll ask you one more time . " His voice was taut , his eyes drilling into hers . " Are you sure you know which family adopted her ? " " I only know the city . " Penelope did not dare lie . A city was enough . With that , he could narrow the search quickly . Caleb lowered his gaze for a moment .
When he looked up again , his decision was made . " As long as I divorce her and marry you . That's the deal ? " " Of course . " As long as she became a daughter - in - law of the Hampton family , she had countless ways to secure that seat for life . Sydney sat in her car , her mind elsewhere , as darkness crept across the sky . At last , she started the engine and drove back to Haven . There was still time . She would find a way . When she parked in front of her building , she checked the clock . There were less than three hours until Alan's flight landed with Eliana .
His network was no weaker than the Hampton family's . That thought steadied her . She shut off the engine , picked up her bag , and stepped out . " Syd . " The familiar voice stopped her just as she reached the building . She turned , belatedly . Caleb stood by a dark car . He looked calm and composed . Relief washed over her , and her mind raced as she spoke . " When did you get here ? Sorry , I was lost in thought and didn't see you , " How could she bring up Tiffany ? Knowing Caleb , he would probably help if she asked directly . But she could not gamble , not even a little .
1/2 He lowered his gaze to her . Her hair was damp , her face pale and luminous , eyes wet and uncertain beneath long lashes that cast trembling shadows . He had rarely seen her like this . In that instant , a dangerous illusion stirred within him . It was as if all he had to do was pull her into his arms and offer warmth and comfort , and she would quietly follow him home - back to being the gentle, accommodating wife of the Hampton family . Upon seeing her like this , a tight net seemed to close around his chest . Words caught in his throat , stubbornly refusing to form .
While he struggled for phrasing , he shrugged off his coat and draped it over her shoulders . " What happened to you ? Why are you like this ? " " I ... " Sydney had rehearsed her opening . " I need your help with something . " " Good . I need to talk to you too . You first . " " No , you first . " The words left both their mouths simultaneously . She pressed her lips together . " Go ahead . " It would be easier to speak after him . He returned to his car, brought out a clean , soft towel , and carefully began drying her wet hair . " Syd , " Caleb started . " Let's get a divorce .
" He said it .