Husband With Benefits-Chapter 827: The Enemies

"These are the latest pictures of Dr. Frost, sir."

The older man looked up from his thick, well-worn file. Slowly closing it with a soft thud, he pushed it aside and reached for the photographs handed to him. His eyes scanned each image of Caius Frost, a slow, satisfied smile creeping across his face. Perfect. He’d finally tracked down the elusive Dr. Caius Frost. And as his gaze lingered on one particular picture, a second thought crossed his mind—a possible vulnerability. Even better.

It was true; blessings often came in pairs.

"Tell me," he murmured, tilting his head toward the man standing nearby, "do you know who she is?"

The man cleared his throat, nodding. "She’s listed as the caretaker of the estate where he’s staying. Away from... well, away from everyone else." He spoke in a serious tone, but the older man leaned back, his interest piqued.

"Come on now," he chided, a sly glint in his eye. "I can hear it in your voice. You know as well as I do that she’s more than just a caretaker. So, is she... taking care of him in other ways, too?"

The man hesitated, but a smirk played on his lips. "Seems that way. Unfortunately, the property is remote—far enough that getting surveillance is a real challenge. These were only captured because they ventured outside. But... I think I’ve uncovered her identity."

The older man’s eyes lit up with intrigue. "Really? Don’t keep me in suspense. Tell me who she is."

"Her name is Lily. She’s the younger sister of his late girlfriend."

The older man’s expression shifted to one of incredulous delight. "Wait—the girlfriend he named that hospital ward after?"

"That’s right. The very one." The man’s lips twisted in a sardonic smile. "Funny, isn’t it? After all that fanfare—the dedication, inviting her parents to the ceremony... Anyone watching would have thought he’d spend his life cherishing her memory. And yet, here he is, cozying up to her little sister instead."

The older man chuckled, a dark amusement flickering in his eyes. "The hypocrisy of it all. People never fail to surprise me. He pretends to be this upright, loyal man and yet, he is nothing but an actor! Very good. Very good. So, tell me you have more..."

"No. I do not have more. LIke I said, the place he is in, we will not be able to get any surveillance. But I’ve already bribed some people in a nearby village to keep an eye out so that whenever they are out, we will have something to go by."

The older man’s smile deepened, his fingers drumming lightly on the edge of his desk. "And I can trust you to use this information... effectively?"

The other man nodded, his smirk growing into something sharper and more menacing. "Absolutely. I’ve already made arrangements. Once I’ve collected all the choice pieces, we’ll make sure his pristine image comes crashing down. The villagers I’ve enlisted—simple folks, yet they know enough to stay alert when there’s cash on the table. And Dr. Caius has a habit of letting his guard down when he thinks he’s out of sight." He paused, his tone oozing satisfaction. "A little slip from him, a candid picture here or there, misusing his position and we’ll have everything we need to begin."

"Good. But we’re not just looking for scandalous rumors," the older man replied, his voice low and steely. "We’re going for his reputation, his career, his connections. We’ll turn his past into a noose and hang his ’legacy’ with it."

The man shifted slightly, leaning forward with a spark of eagerness in his eyes. "I’ve already started with a few discreet contacts. The parents of that ex-girlfriend of his? They were surprisingly open, eager even, to tell me their side of the story. They adored him once, of course. But I can already sense that they are not happy about this new development—their bitterness is quite visible. If I guide them carefully, they’ll give us precisely the ammunition we need to set things off."

A slow, calculating smile spread across the older man’s face as he considered the strategy. "And you’ll make sure every word reaches the right ears, yes? Press contacts, acquaintances... all of them need to be fed just the right details."

The man grinned. "That’s all in motion. But we won’t start with the press, not right away. Instead, we’ll let whispers spread. Small, insinuating whispers that begin in the very circles he’s closest to. His colleagues, old friends, even a few key donors to his hospital... I’ve already started that since he has taken a long vacation and is nowhere around to defend himself. A few of the nurses have sent ’anonymous’ complaints about his harassment. And there is this patient..."

The older man nodded approvingly, a gleam of satisfaction lighting up his otherwise cold eyes. "Good. I want him to feel it, to feel it all slipping away—bit by bit. Let him wonder, let him scramble. But we keep him in the dark just long enough that he can’t piece together where the attacks are coming from. By the time he figures it out, he’ll be powerless to stop it."

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A dark look passed over the older man’s face as he leaned back, gripping the armrests of his chair with white-knuckled intensity. "Exactly. Caius Frost stripped everything from me. And I intend to watch him unravel, step by step, until there’s nothing left of that carefully constructed life of his but ashes."

The man let a short, tense silence settle before he spoke. "I’ll be handling all our contacts discreetly. The fewer people who know, the better. I’ve made sure of it. Don’t worry. His return might not be so easy."

"Good. We strike when he’s most comfortable—when he thinks he’s safe and untouchable," the older man replied, his voice deadly calm. "Start making the calls. And soon, very soon, I’ll get my revenge."