IMDD CHAPTER 296 (Patreon)

In the open garden, illuminated by numerous candles, Gage was right there, dressed in an elegant suit. His hair was neatly swept back, making him look like a modern era Greek god groom, waiting for his goddess bride to arrive.

He was pacing back and forth while his hand occasionally fiddled with something in his pocket when the atmosphere was disrupted by a certain someone’s unwelcome arrival.

Several candles flickered and died out abruptly, causing Gage to halt his pacing and turn his gaze sharply towards the newcomer – to Calix.

"You killed eleven of my candles," Gage remarked, his voice calm yet edged with displeasure.

Calix opened his mouth as if to offer an explanation or retort, but then, seemingly reconsidering the effort of speech, he raised his hand, fingers poised as if to flick and relight the candles in his own way, when Gage’s piercing look halted him mid-gesture.

"I’ve delicately lit those candles up with matches, one by one, Cal," Gage emphasized, highlighting the care and effort he had invested in setting up the scene.

Calix held Gage’s gaze for a moment before he eventually ran his fingers through his hair and then stretched out his hand.

Catching the matches Gage tossed his way, he squatted down to relight the candles, his movements precise and swift while Gage watched, smirking mischievously. But the hint of amusement playing on his lips quickly faded when he noticed Calix’s feet.

"What happened to your shoes?" Gage asked, head tilted inquisitively.

"Eva's about to reach your door. So, if you want her attention fully on you the moment she enters, you should call her right now. Because if you don’t, she’ll surely ask you to send someone to fetch a certain someone in the middle of your moments," Calix told him. “You know Eva will not just forget about someone who helped her no matter the situation.”

Gage's eyes widened briefly and without wasting another moment, he made the call.

“Gage? Oh thank god, the network’s back!” Eva exclaimed.

And Gage’s concern deepened as he noticed the sound of her hurried breaths. "Why do you sound like you’re panting?" asked, his forehead creasing with worry.

"I’m walking. But I’m almost there. Oh, can you please send a chauffeur to… a man past the second gate? He helped me when my car's tire broke but before we get here, his car broke too. Just tell him to look for the guy that doesn’t have shoes," Eva explained, her words tumbling out in a rush of gratitude and urgency.

Turning his gaze back to Calix, Gage connected the dots. "Alright. I got it, darling. I’m sending someone now," he assured her.

"Thanks, love. I’ll be there in a minute," Eva responded.

“Okay, I’m waiting.”

As soon as the call ended. Calix spoke. "Key," he demanded, his hand outstretched.

With a swift motion, Gage lobbed his car keys towards him, the gesture accompanied by a pointed accusation. "You... made my wife walk and broke her heels..." Gage began, his words trailing off into a half-hearted grumble.

"Heel," Calix corrected. "I merely executed your order, Gage. And don’t worry, she was never in danger of falling under my watch." Pausing for effect, he then added, "Now, if you'll excuse me... I wish you luck. And do try to relax a bit. It's quite the spectacle to witness the devil himself wrestling with nerves. If those little demons see you like this… they might all faint to death."

And with those parting words, Calix vanished as swiftly as he had appeared, leaving behind a stirring of the air.

"That little… don’t think this will be easily forgotten..." he devilishly muttered to himself, before he took a moment, inhaling deeply, allowing the crisp evening air to fill his lungs and steady his heart.

As he exhaled, he straightened his suit and stance.

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Meanwhile, Eva finally arrived at the front of the mansion, when a car sped past her. She paused to watch it disappear into the distance, relieved at how fast Gage responded with her request.

Once she stood by the door, she took a deep breathe. Alright… she’s finally home!

Now that she stood there, her excitement before all those series of interruptions happened was back. She couldn’t wait to know what was it that Gage wanted to talk to her about!

Just as she was about to push the door open, her gaze fell to her feet that were still encased in the oversized shoes. She was certain that Gage would notice them in an instant especially if he’s waiting just beyond this door.

Eva certainly didn’t want them to talk about the shoes first and foremost when she was dying for the main topic so she slipped her feet out of them and set the large shoes aside with care, ensuring they were neatly arranged and out of the way.

Reaching into her bag to retrieve her mirror, Eva checked her reflection to make sure that all that happened just moments ago hadn't left her looking disheveled. To her relief, she still looked presentable. With a satisfied nod at her reflection, she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, and finally gently pushed the door open.

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