From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 501 Did You Make the Bugging Device Yourself? "I know I'm awesome," Sam bragged, lifting his chin. "I'm such a delight, no one could hate me." "Yeah, you are pretty awesome," Kelvin had to admit.

Lucy looked like a princess who'd never seen a rough day, while Sam was all guts and brains.

"Uncle Kelvin, what's the plan?" Sam asked. "We gotta get rid of the witchcraft in Lucy. Waiting for it to wear off naturally? Who knows how long that'll take, and what if it messes her up?" "We need to find the one who cast the spell. Only Isabella can reach him," Kelvin said. "But that witch, Isabella, won't budge! She even turned down Madison!" Sam fumed. Kelvin pursed his lips. "I'll have Madison try again." "And if that doesn't work?" Sam pressed.

"Then we confront her head-on," Kelvin replied. "If Isabella doesn't want to deal with the daily poison, she'll have to lift the spell on Lucy!" He had leverage now.

He could play dirty if needed, and if it cto a showdown, he wouldn't back down! But unless he had to, Kelvin didn't want to take that risky step.

He still hoped Madison could convince Isabella to lift the witchcraft safely, avoiding any accidents or side effects. Lucy was still young, just had a bone marrow transplant, and she was the only daughter of him and Penelope. He couldn't risk it.

If this move didn't work, he'd negotiate directly with Isabella! Kelvin crossed his arms and looked at Sam. "How'd you do with the task I gave you?" "Perfectly, of course," Sam answered without hesitation. "Just waiting for the poison to kick in." "Very good." Kelvin toyed with the tiny bugging device in his hand.

He hadn't expected the biggest breakthrough to cfrom Sam.

Without this recording, he wouldn't have been able to plan his next steps. After listening to the recording, he knew exactly what to do.

"Who gave you this thing?" Kelvin asked. "Who told you to bug Isabella?" "I made it myself and slipped it in her handbag," Sam said, looking a bit annoyed. "Isabella's got too many bags, so I made a bunch of bugging devices disguised as candies and tossed them in her bags. Even if she found them, she'd keep the candies, and the bugs would still work. If I got caught, I'd just say I wanted scandy. I wasn't sure it'd work, but it did." Sam talked like he was discussing the weather.

Kelvin raised an eyebrow. "You made the bugging device yourself?" He could hardly believe it.

Did Sam have that kind of skill? "Yeah, it's super easy, and I whipped it up quick," Sam said, crossing his arms and looking at Kelvin. "Want one? I got more." Father and son stood there, mirroring each other with the sposture and expressions.

Kelvin was so wrapped up in Sam's impressive skills that he didn't even notice.

"I'm getting more and more curious..." Kelvin chuckled. "Sam, who are your parents to have such a genius kid?" Sam shrugged like it was no big deal. "My mom's awesome, best mom ever. But my dad..." When it cto his dad, Sam's face twisted with disdain. He sighed deeply, his features almost scrunching together.

Kelvin's interest piqued. "What's up with your dad?" "It's a long story," Sam said.

"Well, spill it," Kelvin leaned back in his chair. "Why don't you like your dad?" He'd never met Molly.

He'd only heard that Molly was divorced and raising two kids on her own.

What kind of guy could win over a low-key yet talented woman like Molly, only to break her heart, leading her to divorce and take the kids far away? "Because my dad is blind, like, really blind," Sam said. "He doesn't deserve my amazing mom!" Kelvin was taken aback. "Your dad is blind?" Sam rolled his eyes. "Not physically blind, but his heart is blind, and his IQ is kinda lacking." Good thing Kelvin didn't know the dad Sam was talking about was him.

Otherwise, hearing this would definitely make his blood pressure skyrocket! To Sam, the head of LA's top family, the Davis family, and the leader of Davis Group, was nothing more than a fool.

Indeed, complaints from one's kid were the most brutal! Kelvin, still clueless, was not only unbothered but also super interested, continuing to ask, "You got that big of a beef with your dad?" "More than just a beef. I don't even know why I have such a dumb dad," Sam said.

At that moment, Penelope's voice cfrom outside. "Sam? Sam? Where are you? Strange, where did he go? That kid, where did he run off to? He better not be causing trouble. This is the King Manor. Sam?" Penelope searched all the rooms on the first floor but didn't see Sam.

She had to go upstairs.

Only the study on the second floor had its light on.

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complete experience-all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Who knew what kind of trouble En those two could stir up together! Penelope felt a wave of fear.

She tentatively knocked on the study door, and just as she was about to knock a second time, the door swung open.

"Hey," Sam said with a grin. "Were you looking for me?" "You..." Penelope said.

He was indeed in Kelvin's study!

Penelope reached out to twist his ear, but seeing Kelvin looking over she oversha stopped midway and pulled her hand back. She tried to keep a kind and friendly expression. "What are you doing here? Cout." "I was chatting with Uncle Kelvin," Sam said.

"You were chatting with him..." Penelope gritted her teeth. "What could you possibly have to chat about?" What if they caused trouble? What if he let something slip? Kelvin was no ordinary guy; his insight was razor-sharp! It was like he had mind-reading abilities! She was terrified, but Sam acted like it was no big deal! The kicker was that Kelvin hadn't thrown Sam out.

How strange.

The study was Kelvin's sanctuary, filled with tons of work documents, all of which were top secret.