My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 333

Chapter 333: A Lead
At the Clark mansion,

Tracie was helping her mother prepare some breakfast although she despised cooking.

Since the disappearance of Anastasia, Tracie had taken it upon herself to try to distract her mother from the fact that Anastasia was still missing and yet to be found, although she also needed the distraction from thinking it was all her fault Anastasia had disappeared months ago.

“Let me help you with that,” she said, taking the knife from Nora before the woman could protest.

Despite having servants who could easily prepare their meals, Nora had her own rules. She didn’t like leaving everything to them. The servants were restricted to washing, cleaning, and assisting in the kitchen—but never handling the entire process themselves.

“You need to rest. Kael told me you were awake all night searching for her,” said Nora, taking the knife back from Tracie.

Meanwhile, Tracie turned to glare at Kael who was seated on the couch watching some news in case something would come up.

“It’s not anything you need to be worried about.”

“You keep blaming yourself since she was kidnapped. How could there not be anything to be worried about?” Nora questioned, tears starting to pool in her eyes.

Due to her mistakes in the past when Anastasia had first been lost, Tracie had been in charge of looking after her while Xavier got rid of the assassins. And just a few months ago, Tracie had been in charge of taking care of her little sister, but she believed she’d failed.

She believed she could have been the one kidnapped instead of Anastasia and her unborn child. If only she knew there was no more unborn child to begin with.

“I’m fine, mother,” Tracie replied, deciding to do something else while her mother’s eyes lingered on her, immediately detecting she was lying.

But what could she do? She couldn’t possibly order Tracie to stop blaming herself and the latter would obey. She was strong-headed after all, especially since the same thing had happened in the past.

“This is why Kiel didn’t let you join the search for Anastasia,” Kael said from the living room, intentionally rubbing salt on her wounds.

She scowled at him.

“You’re letting your emotions get the best of you,” he added, aware of what exactly he was doing.

“What—”

“That’s enough!” Jeffrey quickly interjected as he climbed down the stairs. “You two can’t be fighting at a time like this. And Kael, that’s not the way to talk to your sister.”

Kael simply nodded his head before facing the television once again.

“And you…” He turned to face Tracie who was already starting to tear up. “Stop blaming yourself for once.”

They had only just reunited with their long-lost family member, and now she was gone again after less than six months. Every one of them burned with anger, eager to get their hands on Xander and make him pay for what he had done to Anastasia—and for flaunting her suffering on social media.

Thanks to Xavier, those clips wouldn’t last for half an hour before it was permanently deleted with the help of his tech team.

Everyone grew silent as their thoughts wandered from one place to the next.

A few seconds later, a shadow appeared at the entrance, followed by Xavier stepping inside. His usual sharp appearance was gone—stubble lined his jaw, his clothes were wrinkled, and his hair was disheveled from the countless times he’d run his fingers through it.

“Mother, father,” he greeted and they nodded in acknowledgement.

“What are you doing here?” Nora asked.

“I was supposed to see Ezekiel here. I asked him to search for someone for me and he has found the person,” Xavier replied, combing his hair with his fingers before coughing aggressively.

Nora quickly stepped back into the kitchen and grabbed him a glass of water. She handed it to him and he swallowed the water in three powerful gulps.

“Wait, who did you ask him to look for you?” Jeffrey asked, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“Bruce Vlarie,” Ezekiel replied as he stepped into the living room. Not only Jeffrey’s but Nora’ eyes widened in unbelievable shock.

“It’s been years ago, and I thought you should know this,” Xavier started, looking at Jeffrey now. “The day Xander accused me of killing Arabella, Bruce Vlarie was with my father at that time. After I was bailed out from jail, I questioned him where Xander was, he said Xander would be living with Bruce.”

The more Xavier spoke, the more the confusion on Jeffrey’s face deepened as he tried to understand what Xavier was saying.

“According to my father, Bruce had adopted Xander at that time,” he finished.

Jeffrey shared a look with his wife, and the same thing ran through their mind.

“Your father was almost killed by Bruce in the past,” said Jeffrey. “Bruce threatened to kill Thomas if I didn’t give up everything I had in the past to save him.”

“If Bruce had adopted Xander in the past, and you said you saw him years ago with your father at the hospital when Arabella died, could it be that your father is working with Bruce?” Kael asked what had been going through the mind of both Nora and Jeffrey.

“Did Mr. Wallace and Bruce, together with Xander, get Anastasia kidnapped?” Tracie asked this time around.

“We can’t jump to any kind of conclusion,” said Ezekiel. “Anastasia is still Mr. Wallace’s daughter-in-law.”

“But what was he doing with Bruce, the same man that had threatened to kill him and his father many years ago?” No one had an answer to that question, not even Xavier.

If only they knew Mr. Wallace’s plan all along was to just destroy the Clark household as his way of getting revenge on Jeffrey.

After several months of trying to look for Anastasia, they finally got a lead on her disappearance.

But it wasn’t a fortunate one.

Xavier didn’t want to believe his very own father could be related to Anastasia’s kidnapping. The odds were almost impossible.