Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 68:

After Jake issued the command, Edgar quickly took action. With the Reeves Group’s significant influence in the city, delaying a flight and removing a passenger should have been simple.

However, it was too late. The plane Kallie was on had already taken off.

Turning back a plane already in the air would require a serious reason, like an emergency, and was not easily justified. Jake’s expression darkened further, anger flaring in his eyes. Kallie had always informed him of her whereabouts, but this time, she left for Halstead without a word and sent him divorce papers just before boarding.

“Contact our people in Halstead,” Jake ordered, his voice low and tense. “Have them wait at the airport. As soon as Kallie gets off the plane, intercept her. Bring her back to me!”

Meanwhile, Kallie had managed to take a nap on the flight, waking only when Irene gently nudged her as they approached their destination.

Straightening her outfit, Kallie reviewed the schedule again. It was packed. They had a screen test at the studio immediately after landing, followed by intensive preparations for the shoot.

“Thank goodness Mr. Lyndon arranged first-class tickets,” Irene remarked with a smile. “It’ll help us get out of here quickly.”

As Kallie and Irene left the terminal, they were suddenly surrounded by a dozen burly men, dressed inconspicuously as regular passengers. Had they not gathered so deliberately, they would have blended into the crowd.

“Mrs. Reeves,” the leader of the group addressed her respectfully but firmly, holding up a photo for verification. “Mr. Reeves wants you to return immediately. Please cooperate and don’t make things difficult for us.”

Kallie’s heart sank. She had expected Jake to resist letting her go. Even though he had shown interest in ending their marriage and being with Sarah, he seemed determined to make her endure the fallout from their tumultuous five-year relationship.

But Kallie wasn’t about to give in. She stood her ground, shaking her head defiantly and gesturing firmly at the leader, refusing to leave. Her chin lifted in a display of silent resolve.

By now, the situation had drawn the attention of passersby, making it crucial to act quickly without causing a scene.

Sensing the tension, the leader’s face grew serious. “I don’t know the details between you and Mr. Reeves, but we have our orders…”

Irene, growing frustrated, jumped in, her voice rising. “We have a job to do too! And your line of work isn’t exactly legal! You should think twice before it’s too late. Stop working for Jake!”

Irene’s fiery temperament mirrored Linsey’s, though she was more practical. But this time, her irritation got the better of her. “What are you going to do? Drag us off? Tie us up? Knock us out? We’re just two women—lay a finger on me, and you’ll regret it!”

“That’s not…” the leader stammered, caught off guard by Irene’s sudden outburst and the growing attention of the crowd.

But Irene wasn’t backing down. She raised her voice dramatically. “Help! I won’t be your drug mule anymore!”

“Hey, calm down! Don’t make a scene!” the leader said, clearly flustered. The rest of his men hesitated, unsure how to handle the escalating situation.

“She’s just being dramatic!” the leader tried to explain to the gathering onlookers. “Miss, if you don’t want to come, fine, but shouting like this could get us all in trouble!”

Irene shot him a fierce glare. “Get lost!”

Finally, they made it outside, where Irene successfully led Kallie to their waiting car. They headed directly to Halstead University’s studio, a popular filming spot for the university’s film and television students.

“This is Kallie!” Irene introduced her as they entered the studio. “She has a condition that affects her voice, so she uses sign language to communicate. I’ll translate for her.”

“Understood,” said the director, a young graduate of Halstead University, shaking Kallie’s hand. “We’re here to shoot a promotional video for my alma mater.”

Kallie greeted him with a smile and quickly focused on the task at hand.

Irene interpreted Kallie’s signs. “How are we shooting this? What do you need her to do?”

Surprisingly, Kallie felt completely at ease in front of the camera, her nerves absent.

“We’ll need a range of shots, some close-ups, and some wide angles. It’s important we capture the details of your restoration work,” the director explained.

“When you’re on camera, exaggerate your movements a bit to convey what you’re doing,” added a woman with long curly hair, standing nearby with an encouraging smile.

The director frowned slightly at the interruption but didn’t comment, continuing to discuss the specifics with Kallie.

“Just stay focused. You look great—don’t worry about the angles. We’ll make sure we get the best ones,” he reassured her.

Kallie nodded, her eyes scanning the setup. Antique artifacts were laid out on the table, ready for her to work on for the shoot.

“Let me show you how it’s done first. I’m studying acting,” the curly-haired woman said, stepping forward to demonstrate.

Kallie gave her a polite nod, grateful for the guidance. But as the woman turned away, Kallie overheard her whispering to the director, “If my shots turn out better than hers, can I take over? Would that be okay?”

“What’s this about?” Irene, ever alert, moved closer, her tone sharp. “Isn’t Kallie supposed to be the star of the video?”

“Well, I’m a student here too, and wouldn’t it make more sense to feature me in the video?” the woman replied softly, her voice sweet but with an unmistakable challenge behind her words.noveldrama

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