FLASH MARRIAGE; CHARMED BY THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE CEO - Chapter 56

Chapter 56: The Threat

Amelia returned home feeling more drained and anxious than ever after receiving Blaze’s text message. She was mad at herself for getting carried away and Pascal for reporting her to his boss.

Now, because of her, a young and famous man’s life could be at risk.

Every attempt made to contact Blaze was met with a cold silence. She could tell he was really mad at her because he wasn’t taking her calls or replying to her text messages.

After taking her bath and eating something light, she retired to bed for the night, her thoughts in chaos.

Then an idea hit her.

Picking up her phone, she dialled Marcus’s number. Luckily for her, he picked on the first ring.

“Good evening, Madam.” Marcus’s tone was cheerful and polite as always.

‘Madam!’ Amelia felt odd at being addressed with such a title. She preferred when she was simply addressed as Miss Shawls.

“Good evening, Marcus. How are you?”

“I’m great, ma’am. I trust you also doing okay.”

“Yes. Thank you.” Amelia cleared her throat before asking.

“Are you by any chance close to Mr Anderson?”

“N-No ma’am,” Marcus replied. “Is there any problem ma’am?”

Amelia spotted the hesitation in Marcus’s voice and said.

“There is no problem but can you do me a favor?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Can you put the phone on speaker mode?”

There was another hesitation before Marcus replied,

“Okay, ma’am.”

There was a slight pause before Marcus spoke again. “Is now on speaker mode ma’am.”

“Thank you. I want you to pass this message to your boss for me, quoting me exactly by my words.”

“Okay, ma’am.”

Amelia inhaled and exhaled to stifle her anxiety before speaking in a calm and soothing voice.

“Blaze, I’m sorry for the way you feel right now. You completely misunderstood what you saw. First of all, I have no idea who sent me flowers and I don’t waste my time daydreaming about secret admirers when I have a company to run. Secondly, I admit that I made a new friend today and I don’t remember the contract denying me from making friends. Lastly, I understand you’re a very jealous man and I also understand that I may have been overly excited when I hugged Mr Henry Gordon. But you can be rest assured that there is nothing more to it. I just happened to be one of his biggest fans. Please, don’t do anything stupid. He is just an actor.”

There was a long deafening silence before Blaze’s deep and cold voice echoed in Amelia’s ear.

“Go to bed.”

The call disconnected leaving behind a beautiful smile on Amelia’s face. She slipped the phone under her pillow, her cheeks glowing red as she mentally pictured his stoned face scowling at her.

She heard her phone buzzing under the pillow and picked it up thinking it was Blaze. But to her surprise, the call was from an unknown number.

“Who could this be?” Amelia thought out loud, staring blankly at her ringing phone screen. She hesitated a bit before swiping the phone to the right.

“Hello.” She said, pressing the phone to her ear. But instead of a response, she heard the low dreadful sound of someone, possibly a male snarling in the background like a Tasmanian devil.

Amelia’s body stiffened, goosebumps covering her exposed body. But she summoned the courage to speak with authority.

“Who is this? Speak or get off my phone.”

“Amelia…” The deep, raspy and callous voice of a predator rapped in her ear. “Run…run…run, while you still can. Because no one is going to save you from me when the time comes. You owe me a life and you will pay with blood.”

Beads of sweat broke up on Amelia’s forehead as the call disconnected. She tossed the phone on the bed, her hands trembling. She quickly climbed out of the bed as if the sheet were covered with stinging red ants, her heart pounding and her breathing heavy.

“Who could this be? And why did he say I owe him a life?” Amelia’s panicked mind couldn’t think of anything at the moment. She couldn’t tell if this was Jerry’s or her evil family’s handiwork. But then this person sounded like someone on a revenge mission and would stop at nothing until he got what he wanted.

Amelia picked up her phone again as the thought of informing Blaze crossed her mind. But that would only disrupt his business activities. So she dropped the phone again feeling more miserable. She started pacing up and down the room, brainstorming on what to do.

“You can take care of yourself, Amelia. You don’t need anyone to do that for you. You are a strong girl.” She reassured herself.

Taking in a deep breath to stifle her anxiety, she rechecked all the locks on her door. Then she armed herself with the small gun Blaze gifted her for self-defence. She turned off all the lights leaving only the bedside night lamp on. She climbed on the divan and tried to keep awake, all her senses on the alert for any intruder. But at some point in the night, she dozed off when fatigue and weariness kicked in.

By the following morning, Amelia opened her eyes drowsily as her phone alarms kept ringing out loud repeatedly. She climbed down from the divan, turning her neck from side to side which seemed a bit stiff. She massaged her throbbing forehead as she stood up to get her phone.

When she found it on her bed, she picked it up and turned off the alarm only to find another missed call and a text message from Blaze.

“Shit!” Amelia hurriedly scanned the message, her heart slamming against her chest as she read.

[Blaze: Why didn’t you inform me or your bodyguards that someone called and threatened you last night? Do I need to remind you that you are my wife and I am responsible for you at all times? Whatever you do today, avoid meeting up with any of your friends and go straight home after work. I will see you tomorrow.]

“He knows? How?” Amelia was left in a daze. “Is it possible that he has tapped into all of my calls?”