Chapter 339 Won't Believe Anymore
Isabella got chills all over when she heard that question.
She shook her head without thinking. "Nope."
But right after she said it, she knew something was off. She remembered those bread crumbs she found under the fridge that morning.
She had a weird feeling back then but didn't think much of it.
Isabella's eyes darted to that spot, and she thought, 'Siena!'
The doorbell rang out of nowhere, making Isabella jump.
She practically sprinted to the door. Seeing Quentin there made her feel a lot safer.
After all, it was just her and Esme, and they had Sweetie with them. If something went down, they were pretty much useless. If things got crazy, Esme and she would probably freak out.
Quentin showing up right then was like a lifeline for Isabella.
"Did you see that cat? I..." Quentin started, but Isabella yanked him inside. She quickly grabbed some slippers from the shoe cabinet. "Put these on."
Quentin glanced at where she had grabbed him, a weird look in his eyes. But when he looked up, he seemed normal again. "Sure."
By now, Quentin could hear the cat meowing inside.
Esme came over with Sweetie in her arms. "Quentin, perfect timing. We think someone might be hiding in Bella's house."
Esme had figured it out from Isabella's face. Isabella probably had no clue someone was hiding; she looked totally shocked.
When Quentin walked into the living room, the cat was still there, showing its sharp teeth and meowing.
Isabella had never seen a cat act like this. She used to think it was cute, but now it just seemed creepy.
Isabella thought, if they really found someone hiding, she'd probably never look at a cat the same way again.
Quentin squatted down behind the cat and tapped the floor with his fingers, making a thumping sound. "Cheese."
Isabella guessed that must be what he called the cat.
Cheese quickly turned around and walked towards Quentin, its fur still standing up.
Quentin picked up Cheese, and it curled up in his arms, but its eyes stayed fixed on that spot, making a huffing sound.
While petting Cheese, Quentin looked back at Isabella. "Any idea who might be hiding there?"
Isabella frowned. "Maybe my husband's sister, Siena. But she was sent back to her hometown, so I don't know if she snuck back."
Quentin nodded. "I'll check it out."
He started walking towards that spot.
Isabella, still scared, reached out to stop him. "Aren't you scared?"
Quentin looked at her and smiled a bit. "Scared of what?"
Siena, a girl, couldn't possibly take down Quentin. A tall, strong guy like him definitely made them feel safer.
Isabella let go. "I'll go with you."
Quentin hesitated for a second, then nodded.
Walking down the hallway, Isabella stopped in front of a door.
This was the room Siena had stayed in before. It had been empty since she left, and Isabella usually didn't come here. If Siena had really snuck back, coming out during the day when no one was home or in the middle of the night, no one would have noticed!
Just thinking about it gave Isabella the creeps.
Quentin shot a look at Isabella before trying the doorknob. After a few tries, it wouldn't budge.
"It's locked from the inside," Quentin said.
Isabella was now sure Siena was in there.
She frowned and said loudly, "Let's call the cops! I think there's a burglar in the house."
Quentin nodded, playing along. "Yeah, let the pros handle it."
After they finished talking, they waited a few seconds. Then, the lock clicked, and the door swung open.
Standing there was Siena!
Seeing Siena, Isabella felt a mix of surprise and calm.
She had a hunch Siena had snuck back, but actually seeing her there was still pretty freaky.
"Siena, when did you sneak in?" Isabella's voice was serious, her hands clenched and shaking.
Isabella couldn't imagine how long Siena would've stayed hidden if the cat hadn't come in tonight. She believed Siena had gone to great lengths to sneak in with bad intentions.
She wasn't too worried about herself and Seb—they always locked their bedroom doors at night. But if they ever slipped up, Sweetie could be in danger.
Isabella had seen too many situations like this.
She thought, 'I've learned from Samantha, Vanessa, Emma, and Charles that human nature is unpredictable; good and evil are just a thought away.'
Siena had every reason and motive to harm them.
The more Isabella thought about it, the more scared she got. She felt she should tell Seb first and then figure out what to do.
Seeing Isabella pull out her phone, Siena panicked.
"Isabella." Siena tried to rush over, reaching for Isabella's phone.
Quentin narrowed his eyes and easily grabbed Siena's wrist, holding her back.
Siena was no match for Quentin. She gritted her teeth and dropped to her knees. "Isabella, please don't call the cops. I just have nowhere else to go, so I snuck back to stay for a few days. I planned to leave quietly once I found a job. I promise I won't bother you and Seb anymore. Isabella, I don't want to go back to my hometown. I just want to stay in Lakina. Please, let me go this time."
Isabella shook her head. "Siena, I don't believe a word you say anymore."
As she spoke, the call connected.
Isabella explained the situation to Seb, who was silent for a moment before calmly saying, "Call the cops."
Isabella glanced at Siena. "Okay."
After hanging up, Isabella called the police.
The cops would take at least twenty minutes to get there. In the meantime, Isabella told Siena to pack her things.
Siena kept crying, but she didn't have much to pack, just a black backpack with some basic toiletries.
During this time, Cheese stopped meowing and curled up quietly in Quentin's arms.
Sweetie also stopped crying and slept quietly in Isabella's arms.
Esme looked at Sweetie with pity. "This poor kid must be terrified. It's heartbreaking she has to go through this at such a young age."
Isabella held Sweetie tightly, feeling heartbroken.
Quentin's gaze was on Isabella, not Sweetie.
Siena noticed this and looked at Isabella with growing jealousy in her eyes.
