Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 338 

Zachary suspected that Wanda must have been the one to inform Carlisle. It seemed their relationship was far from over–perhaps even growing closer. 

This realization intensified Zachary’s hatred for Carlisle. 

However, he had to prioritize the immediate threat. 

He felt Carlisle’s suggestion made sense. 

Since his cousin–in–law was the son of the Mocuwait Governor, Jalen wouldn’t dare make a move on him. 

“You need to find a way out quickly.” 

Carlisle’s voice echoed through the phone. 

Zachary hung up without responding and called out to Sebastian, but the convoy was already moving 

away. 

He turned to Wanda, his face pale. 

“Wanda, we need to get off the mountain fast.” 

Realizing the urgency and truth in Carlisle’s warning, Wanda nodded and followed Zachary as they hurried 

down the slope. 

The mountain path was treacherous, and Wanda didn’t run far before she fell. 

“Wanda!” 

Zachary’s face turned pale as he hurried to help her up. 

“Zac… Don’t worry about me. Go find Dad.” 

Wanda had twisted her ankle, and her delicate arm was scratched by a rock, but she didn’t make a sound. 

She bit her lip and urged Zachary to notify Shein first. 

Zachary wouldn’t leave Wanda behind. 

He helped her up and asked, “Can you still walk?” 

With tears in her eyes, Wanda pushed Zachary away and shouted, “Don’t worry about me, just go!” 

Zachary, torn with anxiety, hesitated but decided to notify Shein first. He had to find a way to deal with 

the situation. 

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He handed the phone back to Wanda and sprinted down the hill without looking back. 

Wanda clutched her bleeding arm and limped down the path. 

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At the town entrance, Shein was walking back into the town with the white–haired town chief. 

Trey spoke with fatherly concern, “Shein, I must say, Zac and Wanda were quite rude. Sebastian is leaving, and they don’t even come to see him off. They are family, after all. Even our residents know better.” 

“Indeed, Mr. Collins. I’ll make sure to discipline them,” Shein responded politely, though he felt disdainful. 

If not for his and Sebastian’s contributions to the town, the townspeople wouldn’t have come out to see 

them off. 

Trey looked around before leaning in and whispering, “I shouldn’t say this, but the whole town is watching. 

They may not say anything to your face, but they’ll gossip behind your back. You and Sebastian are big 

shots now, so you need to maintain a good reputation. Otherwise, you’ll become a laughingstock.” 

Shein smiled faintly. 

“I understand, Mr. Collins. I’ll reflect on this.” 

Not wanting to receive any more nagging, he quickly added, “I should be heading back to the city. We’ll need your help keeping an eye on the old house and the memorial hall.” 

Trey nodded confidently. 

“Don’t worry about it. As long as I’m around, not a single brick will be out of place.” 

The road leading out of the town was flanked by cornfields. 

Just as Sebastian’s convoy left, a disheveled Landon emerged from the cornfield, his face covered in 

mosquito bites. 

He pulled out his phone and made a call. 

“Boss, they’ve left.” 

“Alright“, was the only response he received before the line went dead. 

In the town, Zachary finally made it down the hill, running frantically toward Shein. 

“Dad! Dad, something’s wrong!” 

Before Shein could respond, Trey frowned disapprovingly. 

“Zac, you’re too old to be acting so hysterically. Where’s your composure?” 

Zachary ignored Trey and approached Shein, whispering something urgently in his ear. 

Shein’s pupils contracted sharply. 

He asked gravely, “Where’s Wanda?”