Faux Vows, True Desires novel Chapter 439

But Owen's refusal to take advantage of others' vulnerability was something that Cecilia found quite admirable about him.

Once she stopped viewing Owen through a tinted lens, she began to notice his many merits.

While Cecilia was taking a long, relaxing bath, Owen made a call to his bodyguard Jay, instructing him, “Jay, hustle over to the Yates' residence, and whether you see my mother-in-law or Devon, you tell them the same thing—ask them to send over a set of Cecilia's clothes. If they ask you any questions, just play dumb. Let them think what they will.”

Cecilia had spent the previous night keeping him company at a social event, and Owen was pretty sure the Yates family was aware of it. They hadn't stopped her, or if they had tried, they hadn't succeeded. Regardless, now that Cecilia had flirted with him and spent the night with him, it was time for the Yates family to be clued in.

They were a straight-laced and traditional bunch, and once they got wind of what had happened, it would undoubtedly work in his favor in his pursuit of Cecilia. He might be able to marry her sooner rather than later.

Worst case scenario, if the Yates didn't push Cecilia towards marriage, he could shamelessly knock on their door and have a serious talk with her parents about taking responsibility.

For Owen, it would be a win-win situation.

He admitted to himself that he was being a bit cunning, but he wasn't exactly a saint to begin with, so he felt no guilt.

“Alright, I’m on my way,” Jay replied, and once Owen hung up, the bodyguard quickly made his way to the Yates' residence.

Devon was out. Only Becca was in the yard, hanging up laundry.

When Jay rang the doorbell, Becca came over and recognized him. As she opened the door, she asked, “You're Mr. Martinez's bodyguard, aren't you? What's up? Where's Mr. Martinez?”

“Good day, ma'am. I'm Jay, Mr. Martinez's bodyguard. Mr. Martinez is still at Pinehurst Hotel. He overindulged last night at a business gathering.”

Jay didn't step into the yard, preferring to converse from the doorway. He respectfully continued, “He sent me to get a set of clothes for Ms. Yates.”

Becca's smile froze immediately.

She was aware that her daughter had accompanied Owen the previous night.

They had tried to dissuade her, but Cecilia was headstrong and their words fell on deaf ears.

The fact that Cecilia hadn't come home all night had left Becca restless, her mind racing with worries.

She had thought her daughter to be a girl of virtue, assuming that even if she hadn't returned home, nothing untoward would have happened with Owen.

Now, with Jay standing at her door asking for Cecilia's clothes, Becca's calm shattered.

“Did Cecilia get sick?” she asked, holding on to a sliver of hope.

Jay replied apologetically, “I’m afraid I don’t know the details. Mr. Martinez just instructed me to get Ms. Yates' clothes. But I do know that he and Ms. Yates are still together.”

Becca's face went through another round of color changes.

Knowing she wouldn't get any more information, she quickly went upstairs to get her daughter's clothes.

Soon, she returned with a bag and handed it to Jay.

“Then I must rush to the hotel,” Jay said, taking the bag.

“Of course,” Becca replied, watching Jay hurry off with the bag of Cecilia's clothes. After a deep sigh, she sprang into action, pulling her phone out to call Devon. As soon as he answered, she said, “Devon, I'm going to check on Cecilia's shop. Fix yourself something to eat or you can eat out if you prefer.”

“Sure, you go ahead,” Devon responded, his attention still fixed on his chess game with an old friend, not asking any further questions.

Becca hung up, quickly finished hanging the laundry, and then hopped on her electric scooter, donned her helmet, and rode off.

She was determined to wait at the coffee shop for her daughter and get a clear explanation.

Meanwhile, Cecilia was blissfully unaware of Owen's devious side.