Chapter 947
His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

âMy phoneâs ringing! I have to go!â she exclaimed cheerfully before ending the call with Lucas.
Lucas frowned slightly, curious about who could make Belinda so elated.
Belinda eagerly answered the incoming call.
âHello! When are you and my mentor returning?â
Her voice was tinged with affection.
A middle-aged woman replied gently, âJust letting you know, your mentor and I have already booked our flights. Weâll be arriving in Owathe tomorrow night around eight.â
âReally? Thatâs wonderful! Iâll be at the airport to pick you up,â Belinda responded with joy.
âOkay.â
After speaking for over ten minutes, Belinda reluctantly ended the call. She didnât make any other stops and drove straight home.
The next day.
Belinda had planned a restful morning without setting an alarm, intending to sleep in. However, her sleep was interrupted by an unexpected phone call.
Groggily, Belinda opened her eyes, reached for her phone on the bedside table, and answered the call without checking the caller ID.
âHelloâ¦â
Her voice was sluggish and slightly nasal, tinged with impatience.
âBelinda, something happened to Minna,â Lucasâ low voice echoed from the phone.
Startled from her drowsiness, Belinda sat up quickly.
âWhat happened?â
âMinna is dead,â Lucas replied.
âWhat?â Belindaâs eyes widened in shock.
Lucas kept the details sparse, simply stating, âGet ready. Iâm coming to your place to pick you up.â
âOkay.â
After hanging up, Belinda quickly got out of bed, slipped on her slippers, and hurried into the bathroom to freshen up.
Minna was dead? What could have happened?
Half an hour later, Belinda climbed into Lucasâ car.
âWhat happened? How did Minna die? Did Moshe kill her?â Belinda asked.
âIt wasnât him. He wouldnât dare,â Lucas answered, shaking his head.
âItâs someone you might not expect.â
âSomeone unexpected?â Belinda murmured, her brow furrowing.
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