###Chapter 65 The Threat Of Liam Weld

As I was putting away the tea sets, my phone rang. I took a look who it was, and suddenly got shivers down my spine. I wasn't able to excuse myself to Marcela, and just ran up back to the bedroom.

"What do you want?" Back in the bedroom, I got on the phone and held my cell phone. I was still trembling.

A calm low laugh came from the other end of the line, "Ivelle, what are you nervous about? If there was nothing wrong with you, why can't I visit you?"

I hated Liam's gloomy smile. As I bit my lip, I said, "Liam, we were young and immature back then, but we all have our own lives now. I beg you, leave us alone!"

He gave me hell, and I didn't want that to ever happen again.

"Ivelle, we are brother and sister, how can I let you leave me? Without you, my life alone is not life. I need you!" Obviously, what he said could melt other people's heart as it sounded so sweet, but the words that came out his mouth were cold and pure lies.

I felt a little broken in my heart. I held the phone and said hoarsely, "Liam, what on earth do you want?"

Like a ghost, his existence was only frightening. Liam is such a terrifying person.

"You!" He uttered a ghastly word, and the call was hung up by him.

Before I calmed down, I received a message from him, "Mahogany Road 221 at 4: 00. Ivelle, remember to be on time."

With a few words, I held my cell phone and forced myself to calm down. It was impossible for me to fall in the same pit all over again.

Since I can't hide from Liam, I might as well think of a way to let him take the initiative to stay away from me.

The cell phone suddenly vibrated.

It was Jordan on the phone. When I answered the phone, his voice was cold and silent, "Pack up and accompany me to a party later."

What happened with Liam made me a little dizzy. After a pause, I said, "Is it important? I'm not feeling well today. I want to stay at home and have a good rest."

The other end of the line was silent for a moment and said in a silent voice, "Is it serious?"

I shook my head. "It's not serious. I just don't want to go out."

After a pause, I tentatively said, "Was the party important?"

"It's all right, you have a good rest!" His voice was so low and introverted that I could hardly hear any emotion.

After hanging up the call with Jordan, I held my cell phone and sent a message to Maisie. After doing that, I prepared it and drove directly to the address sent to me by Liam.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon.

The sun was burning hot and people come and go in the street. The address Liam gave me was a high-end private custom-made dress shop.

I didn't go in yet until I looked for my cell phone in my pocket to call Shen Yu, but the call didn't get through, and a little sister in a blue dress came out of the shop.

With a smile on her face, she looked at me and said, "Are you Miss Ivelle?"

I nodded.

She said with a smile, "Please come in, Miss Ivelle. Mr. Liam has told us. You don't have to worry. We'll take care of everything next."

After she went to the VIP room on the second floor, she ordered a few people, and then took me to pick out a dress.

I was not stupid, Naturally, I knew what they were doing, but what was Liam going to do? My cell phone was taken away.

Then I was pushed in front of the dresser, and the woman who was wearing a blue dress smiled and looked at me and said, "Miss Ivelle, don't be nervous. Mr. Liam has told me. You just need to cooperate with us patiently."

It was done in about ten minutes. Looking at myself in the mirror, I twisted my eyebrows and felt unhappy.

Liam didn't show up, but arranged a black Bentley for me outside the store, and the driver looked very young.

I didn't want to get in the car. I just looked around at the man and said, "Where's the address? I've driven. I can go there by myself!"

"Miss Ivelle, don't you trust me?" The man spoke with a smile on his face.

I nodded. "Yes!"

Maybe I didn't expect me to be so direct. The man smiled and said, "Miss Ivelle, don't worry. Mr. Liam just wants to take you to a party and let everyone know you."

"You can just give me the address!" I was not sure what Liam was planning, but I had to be cautious.

The man on the car had already gotten out of the car and opened the door for me, smiling politely. "Miss Ivelle, please don't embarrass me. Boss Liam is aware that you have also contacted Maisie, so he sent someone to pick her up. Boss Liam would be so heartbroken if you deny his request, can you?"

Threats?

Was he threatening me?

For a long time, I smiled and got on the car gracefully. Liam really knew me well.

It was more than an hour's drive to the resort hotel in the southern district. I didn't know where the car was going at first.

But when I saw the car driving into the golf course in the southern suburbs, I knew where we were headed to. Hempstead was a famous ancient capital of the three royal bloodline, which not only follows the development of the times, but also retains the cultural heritage of the city.

Although it was not an important capital of military and political affairs, there have been a lot of talents in the past hundred years. As a result, many old people who were originally in high positions in the capital city like to buy a piece of land in Hempstead and seek a safe place a hundred years later.

Therefore, this treasure land in the southern part of Hempstead became a gathering place with a lot of power and money. We boast that all men are created equal, but in fact it was not. For ordinary people, this luxurious land in the southern suburbs of Hempstead has been hard work for a hundred years, but there was no way they could set foot in it.

But even so, there were still many people who squeeze their heads to get in here, thinking that as long as they were not an idiot, anyone they meet was likely to be a nobleman in their life.

When the car arrived into the golf course, it stopped, and someone pulled me out of the car and motioned me to get into a black Bentley for the owner.

When I got on the car, I saw Liam sitting inside, with a man's temperament and gentle complexion, and a pair of fox-like eyes looking at me like stars. "Ivelle, long time no see!"

As I had no time to react, I tried to get out of the car with my skirt. But it was too late, he circled me and pressed me on the seat in a hoarse voice. "Be good. This is our first encounter, I hope we can be more romantic."

No matter how beautiful the words came out of his mouth, they all smelled of blood. I forced myself to hold back my fear and said, "What have you done with Maisie?"

He raised his hand, looked at me carefully, and said casually, "She's fine." Raising my chin, he slurped and said helplessly, "Ivelle, you have lost weight, but you are still beautiful!"

I lowered my eyes and didn't want to talk to him.

"The Wesley family in Hempstead has been a celebrity for more than a hundred years. Many troops and dignitaries have been sent out, and they are also second to none in business. Just follow me for a while!" He spoke with some rigor in his voice.

I furrowed my eyebrows, but I haven't seen him for five years. What on earth has he done in the past five years? Did he change from a hacker to someone with access to the top of the pyramids of business and politics?