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Chapter 1383 - Chapter 1383 Chapter 1383 Knowing a Persons Face But Not

Chapter 1383: Chapter 1383: Knowing a Person’s Face, But Not Their Heart Chapter 1383: Chapter 1383: Knowing a Person’s Face, But Not Their Heart Sean Price wondered, “If Mrs. Nina Hughes is Robert Powell’s wife, why hasn’t the Russell family mentioned it? So, Madam… should be Mrs. Hughes’ biological daughter, which means she could also be Robert Powell’s daughter.”

Upon saying this, Sean Price felt a slight tremor in his heart, suddenly recalling when they left the Yittaland villa. Jacob and Robert Powell seemed to have seen Madam; they ran after the car, but Madam didn’t respond.

So Jacob and Robert Powell already recognized Madam?

Caleb Mamet leaned back in his chair, his eyes slightly narrowed, and said in a low voice, “This Jacob Powell is even more hypocritical than Wayne Reiser.”

Jacob had already taken Xaviera’s blood, but still insisted on praying for her soul every year. If he really felt so remorseful and unwilling, why did he do it in the first place?

Was it to save Quinn and thus had to sacrifice Xaviera? What right did he have to decide the value of someone else’s life?

The only thing that baffled Caleb Mamet was how someone like Xaviera would voluntarily reveal her secrets, even if she trusted Jacob Powell. So, how did Jacob find out about her secret, and by chance, someone needed her blood to save their life, so Jacob drew Xaviera’s blood?

It may not be a coincidence but a carefully planned conspiracy.

When leaving the villa, Caleb Mamet had observed carefully. Robert and Jacob Powell were excited and thrilled when they saw Xaviera, especially Robert, whose tears almost fell. Such genuine emotion couldn’t be faked.

That said, maybe Robert didn’t know about the incident. As for Jacob…

Caleb Mamet’s eyes suddenly turned icy cold. He would take revenge on Jacob just as he had hurt Xaviera. A person who could be so ruthless to his own sister wasn’t worthy of sympathy.

If it hadn’t been for Xaviera’s good fortune, she might have vanished into the vast ocean long ago, while Jacob Powell and Quinn Powell, who caused it all, lived a good life. They didn’t deserve to be called ‘kind’ at all!

Some people have a bright and beautiful appearance, but their hearts are ugly and filthy. Wayne Reiser was such a person, and so was Jacob Powell.

Sean Price tentatively asked, “Mr. President, do you need me to send people to watch the Powell family?”

“No need.” Caleb Mamet suddenly smiled.

With Xaviera’s character, she must have already sent someone. So, there’s no need to make an unnecessary move.

At this time, Xaviera curled up like a baby, lying on her side in bed. She frowned, and her delicate skin was covered in sweat.

She used to think her fear of the ocean was due to Mag Evans pushing her into the swimming pool when she was a child. The feeling of suffocation in the water caused her to fear it, which in turn made her fear the ocean. But when she began to dream of diving into the sea and dark blue waters turning red, she realized things weren’t that simple.

She had lost some memories at that time and couldn’t determine whether it was just a dream or something that had really happened. It wasn’t until she met Jacob Powell that all the riddles were solved.

After she had blood extracted and then re-infused, she was saved from the brink of death, but she was still weak. The bodyguards probably didn’t expect her to have the strength to escape, so they gave her a chance to flee the hospital ward.

She hurriedly sent messages to her elder brothers, and while waiting for them to pick her up, she was discovered. Knowing that Jacob Powell wouldn’t spare her, she could only run ahead, listening to the roar of cars and the chaotic footsteps behind her. Under the cliff were turbulent blue waves crashing against the shore, splashing like the wide-open mouth of a whale. She stopped abruptly, trapped between advancing or retreating.

Jacob Powell walked out of the crowd, still the elegant gentleman like when they first met. However, his eyes were filled with reluctance and guilt, his gentle voice trembling slightly, “Xaviera, don’t be impulsive.”

She kept backing away, disappointed at the man in front of her.

Jacob Powell’s eyes filled with distress were extremely ironic. He said with the utmost gentleness, “Xaviera, I’m sorry, but I know that you’ve become the disciple of Saint Hand the miracle doctor and deeply loved by him. And you have a few senior fellows who treat you well. You’ve already found happiness, but Quinn…”

“Quinn is just your shadow, the daughter my father adopted because he misses you and your mother too much. She exists because of you. If you return to the Powell family, what will become of her? She’s already pitiful enough. I can’t…”