My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 1071

For a moment, Emily just stared at Andrew, unsure what to say. There was no emotion on her face, just a slight furrow between her brows.

Andrew looked back at her and let out a soft laugh. “Why are you looking at me like that? Not happy with my answer?”

Emily hesitated, then asked, her voice tired and a little lost, “Why are you helping me?”

The amusement in Andrew’s eyes faded. “My assistant told me.”

Emily blinked, not following. “Told you what?”

“What you said to him outside my room the other day.”

The memory hit her, and her frown deepened. She hadn’t expected the assistant to actually repeat that conversation to Andrew.

Andrew turned away, looking out the window at the winter trees. The wind rattled the bare branches, the last of the leaves long gone.

“Emily, whether you believe me or not...”

She heard him say quietly, “I want to make things right with you.”

Emily felt her throat tighten. Something heavy settled on her chest, making it hard to breathe.

Andrew turned back and looked straight at her, the corners of his mouth lifting in a small, gentle smile. “Let’s start here, with this. What do you think?”

Emily met his gaze. Her face stayed calm, but inside she was a mess of tangled emotions.

She didn’t answer. Instead, she picked up Andrew’s phone from the nightstand and handed it to him. “Then call your grandfather now. Tell him to cooperate.”

Andrew took the phone from her, nodding. “Okay.”

Emily’s urgency was growing. Ever since Isabella had been taken into custody, Benjamin Gomez had been working nonstop with a team of lawyers, doing everything he could to get her out. If he succeeded, Isabella would disappear again, and this time, she might be gone for good.

They couldn’t afford to waste any more time.

Andrew was about to make the call, but then he looked at Emily and asked, “I am curious. How did you figure out the connection between Isabella and Emma George?”

He knew Isabella wasn’t her parents’ biological child, but he’d promised her never to dig into her real family, so he didn’t know the details. He’d never imagined Emily’s mother, Emma George, was actually Isabella’s aunt.

It was like fate had quietly tangled all their lives together from the very beginning.

Even now, Isabella’s parents’ real daughter still hadn’t been found.

Andrew was beginning to question who Emily really was.

He watched her carefully, but Emily’s face gave nothing away. “That’s none of your business,” she said, cool and calm.

Andrew gave a short laugh. “Fair enough.”

Emily looked at him, impatient. “Are you going to call or not?”

“Don’t worry,” Andrew said, “I always keep my promises to you.”

She watched as he dialed Kevin Lane’s number. The call connected quickly.

Kevin paused, his voice rising. “I’m asking you, is that woman really Isabella Austin?”

“Yes,” Andrew answered calmly.

There was another pause. “You already knew?”

“Yes.”

Kevin sounded strained and urgent. “You knew? How is that possible? I thought she was dead. The police are already here, Andrew. They want Dennis for a DNA test. You have to do something. If this gets out, it’ll be a huge scandal for the company.”

Andrew listened in silence, then said quietly, “That’s why I came. I wanted to talk to you about this.”

“You have a plan?” Kevin asked.

“You and Dennis just need to cooperate with the police. I’ll take care of everything else.”

Kevin clearly disagreed. “Don’t you get it? If you do that, and they prove she’s Isabella Austin, we’ll never be able to cover it up. The company will take a massive hit.”

“If we can’t cover it up, then we can’t,” Andrew said, sounding almost casual.

Kevin was clearly frustrated. “What kind of attitude is that?”

Andrew’s voice was steady and sure. “Grandpa, trust me. Cooperate with the police, and I’ll handle the rest. If anything happens to the company, I’ll take responsibility.”

Things had changed. Five years ago, Kevin Lane’s word was law, but now, everyone knew that the real power in the Lane family belonged to Andrew.