His Unveiled Passion novel Chapter 155

Stephen took Tessa's hand out of his coat pocket and held it in his palms, rubbing them gently.

"These desserts and hot drinks were prepared just now on my orders. If you get hungry, have something to eat. If you need anything else, let me know, and I'll have someone prepare it."

Tessa shook her head. "That's not necessary."

Stephen led Tessa to the couch, picked up the remote, and turned on the large screen in front of them. With a few casual presses, the screen displayed a surveillance feed of the basement.

"This is the basement."

The display was divided into four smaller screens, showing different angles of the basement.

In one of the screens, Jacqueline's face was clearly visible.

Tessa's hand tightened slightly. She stared at the screen, subconsciously slowing her breathing.

From another angle, the full view of Jacqueline was visible. She was curled up in a corner, her hands and feet bound with rope. Her face bore injuries, and her eyes were filled with fear and despair.

Tessa pursed her lips, her jaw set.

The first time they met, Jacqueline had once seemed innocent, pretending to be sweet and gentle.

During that incident at the horse ranch, Jacqueline had called her "Tessa" in a sweet tone, begging her to teach her how to ride. Tessa had helped her in good faith, but Jacqueline had deliberately framed her, accusing her of pushing her into harm's way.

Fortunately, Stephen hadn't been fooled by Jacqueline's deceit.

Tessa's brows furrowed, confusion written in her eyes. "Why would she do those things? If she simply disliked me, she didn't have to go that far."

Stephen replied, "That's what I don't understand either. I'll ask her directly in a moment."

Tessa lowered her eyes and softly hummed in response. She sat on the couch, her expression difficult to read, as if lost in thought.