# Chapter 773: The Fox and the Snake
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The air in the room crackled with the tension of a dozen unspoken truths. Erin had just dropped a bombshell of revelation, and Keira was doing her best to wrap her mind around the twisted logic of the South family's prophecies.
Lion knew. Of course he knew about the 10 o'clock car crash prediction. And if he knew, then he knew Keira would try to stop Ryan from leaving. That was precisely why Mollie had arranged for Ellie to be at the door at exactly 10 o'clock—no earlier, no later. Because after that fateful hour, Ryan would be a ghost.
Keira, ever the skeptic, scoffed. "If what you're saying is true, and Lion knew I'd block him from leaving by 10, why not have Ellie leave the house at 9:30 instead?"
Erin gave her a look that suggested she was explaining something painfully obvious to a child. "Simple. The South family's prediction was that he'd have a car crash at 10 a.m., right?"
Keira frowned, not quite following. "What are you getting at?"
Erin's grin widened. "The South family predicted he'd crash at 10, so there's no way it could happen at 9:59, and definitely not at 10:01. If Ellie showed up at 9:59, something else would've happened to prevent it. Get it now?"
Keira paused, the implications settling in like a heavy fog. "So, what you're saying is, if the South family predicted you'd die at dawn, even the Grim Reaper wouldn't show up before then?"
Erin rolled her eyes dramatically. "Yeah, that's the gist of it. But why does it have to be me dying?"
Keira smirked. "I'm just making a point."
"Well, still. Use Lion as an example instead."
Keira sighed but remained silent, her mind churning with thoughts too complex to put into words.
But Erin wasn't finished. She shot back, "Don't you know about prophecy avoidance? You can't just throw words around like that!"
Keira couldn't help but chuckle. "You're superstitious for someone your age."
"It's not superstition," Erin said with deadly seriousness, holding Keira's gaze. "You shouldn't underestimate things like this. Think about it—haven't you ever noticed that the more you fear something, the more likely it is to happen? There's probably a psychology book about that. But have you ever considered that maybe it's not just psychology? Maybe it's some kind of prophecy or curse. Words are powerful! People joke online all the time about bad stuff happening to them, and guess what? It often does. We need to watch what we say."
Keira saw the genuine gravity in Erin's eyes and nodded slowly. After everything she'd witnessed with the South family, with prophecies coming true in the most inexplicable ways, she couldn't dismiss the notion entirely. The weirdness surrounding that family had been sending chills down her spine for quite some time now. "Yeah, I get it."
Erin finally relaxed. "Alright then. So now you see why it had to be at 10, right? That's exactly the time she needed to kill him. If it wasn't 10, Ryan wouldn't die."
Keira's brow furrowed with curiosity. "Have you done something like this before?"
Erin scratched her nose, looking almost embarrassed. "Well, there was this serial killer once. I wanted to take him out, so I asked the South family for a prediction. They said he'd die by drowning on a certain day. I didn't believe it, so I tried several times to kill him beforehand. Every time, something went wrong. Once, I even had him thrown into a lake. The guy couldn't even swim, yet he didn't drown."
Keira listened, captivated.
"In the end, I gave up. But when the predicted day came, he went on a cruise and, sure enough, accidentally fell into the ocean and drowned. I investigated everything, but there was no foul play. The South family's prediction was spot on."
She paused, letting the weight of the story sink in. "So, for Ryan, the prophecy protects him until 10. That's why Lion wouldn't make a move before then. And once 10 passes, Ryan will be gone, so there's no need to bother. If I were Mollie and I wanted him dead, I'd pick 10 too."
Keira nodded, the pieces finally clicking into place. The intricate machinery of prophecy and fate was far more complex than she had ever imagined.
Erin glanced over at Ryan, then back to Keira. "Anyway, stop obsessing over this prophecy stuff. It's not something you can handle right now. We're busting our butts trying to keep him alive while also securing a deal with the Gills! Focus on what's important!"
Keira rolled her eyes, a small smile tugging at her lips. "I know."
Erin raised her eyebrows skeptically. "Do you really? You saved Ryan's life yesterday! Now's the perfect time to push for that deal. He won't say no!"
But Keira shook her head firmly. "No way."
"Why not?"
"My mentor taught me never to ask for a favor in return for saving someone."
Erin blinked, utterly dumbfounded. "Are you serious right now? You're so damn stubborn! If you can't even be a little flexible, how do you plan on saving your mom? Let me tell you—being a goody-two-shoes won't get you anywhere! Sometimes, you have to make demands when the moment's right!"
Keira just smiled calmly, an enigma wrapped in serenity. "I didn't save Ryan for a favor. I just wanted to test the South family's prediction."
"You're impossible! How can you be so dense! I—!"
Erin was fuming, her face red with frustration. "What century are you even living in? People like you still exist?"
Keira merely smirked, her eyes glinting with a knowing light.
Erin paused, suspicious. "What?"
Keira's gaze flicked over to Ryan and Lewis, who were walking away. They'd clearly overheard the entire conversation. She patted Erin on the shoulder, her voice calm and assured. "Let's head back. The deal's going through."
"What?"
"Nothing." Keira waved her hand dismissively, but her mind was sharp and calculating.
She wasn't the type to use a favor as leverage—but she also wasn't some naive saint. What she truly wanted was a deep connection with the five major families in Clance. Saving Ryan yesterday wasn't just an act of kindness; it was a chess move, the most strategic way to ensure their partnership with the Gills would continue. When Erin started talking earlier, Keira had already heard the faint footsteps—Lewis's signal that the two were approaching. That's why she had timed her remark just right, showcasing her character in the most favorable light.
Sometimes, asking for something outright might get you rejected, but an indirect approach like this? It would leave Ryan feeling guilty, and that guilt would push him to continue the partnership with the Gills and her.
Keira knew exactly what she was doing. It might be a bit manipulative, but to get what she needed, she didn't mind bending the rules now and then. After all, she'd grown up working all sorts of jobs—she wasn't new to the hustle. Life had taught her early that sometimes the most direct road to your destination wasn't a straight line at all.
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And just as Keira had predicted, the pieces fell perfectly into place.
When Ryan and Ellie returned to the Cobb family home, the atmosphere shifted. Ryan immediately summoned Gavin and Selena, his expression serious and resolute. "Miss Olsen saved both mine and Ellie's lives. The partnership with the Gills has to continue," he declared, his voice brooking no argument.
Gavin nodded right away. "Understood." Then, scratching his head sheepishly, he added, "You really shouldn't have stopped working with Miss Olsen just because of me."
Ryan looked at him, a hint of gratitude in his eyes. "Consider this me owing you one. But I didn't have a choice—what she did for me and Ellie is too big to ignore."
Gavin nodded again, accepting the decision. But Selena, sitting beside him, clenched her fists under the table.
Her father was dead. Her mother was in jail. And all of it—every single piece of this nightmare—was because of Lewis and "Keera."
And now, Ryan was just going to let it all go with a simple word of thanks?
Unbelievable.
She couldn't allow it. She wouldn't allow it.
Selena shot a glance at Gavin, lowering her eyes to hide the venom swimming within them. If Keira had crossed Gavin instead of Ryan, would things be the same? Besides, Gavin wasn't going to live much longer anyway... so maybe...
Her thoughts were interrupted when Ryan turned to her. "Selena, what do you think?"
Selena quickly put on a bright smile, the mask of familial warmth sliding into place with practiced ease. "Of course, I have no issues with it. Honestly, the feud between me and Uncle Lewis isn't that deep anyway. We're family after all."
Ryan studied her, trying to discern if she was sincere. But Ellie jumped in before he could say more. "I think so too! I haven't spent much time around them, but Miss Olsen? She's awesome! She's the coolest woman I've ever met—like, beautiful and brave at the same time! She's my new role model!"
Selena's smile faltered for just a split second, a flicker of darkness passing through her eyes. She looked down, coughed to cover her annoyance, and then said, her voice honey-sweet, "Since they saved you and Ellie, I don't think just continuing the partnership is enough. Maybe we should visit them to thank them properly. We could even have a meal together, you know, to deepen the relationship."
Ryan was about to refuse. He knew Ms. Olsen wouldn't be interested in a dinner invite. She didn't even want to use her life-saving favor to ask for anything, so why would she want a party?
But before he could speak, Ellie was already up on her feet, shouting with unbridled enthusiasm, "That's a great idea!"
She grinned sheepishly, her excitement palpable. "I was so busy teaching that jerk a lesson that I forgot to grab Ms. Olsen's and Miss South's numbers! We should totally hang out with them!"
Selena turned her gaze back to Ryan, watching him carefully.
He hesitated for a moment, then Ellie started tugging on his arm, her doe eyes pleading. "Come on, Ryan, don't you want to see Ms. Olsen again?"
Ryan paused before answering, his voice measured. "You can ask her, but don't be surprised if she doesn't want company."
"Got it!"
Ellie grinned at him, then held out her hand expectantly. "Now, give me Ms. Olsen's number!"
"What? Why would I have it?" Ryan replied defensively.
Ellie snatched his phone anyway, scrolling through his contacts with gleeful mischief. "Let's see... Ah! Found it! Ms. Olsen's number!"
Ryan coughed, snatching the phone back, but not before Ellie saw the contact name he had saved for Keira: Fox.
Ellie raised an eyebrow, a knowing grin spreading across her face. "Fox? Really, Ryan? You're calling her a fox?"
Ryan cleared his throat again, his ears reddening slightly. "She's cunning, isn't she?"
Did he really think he hadn't noticed how Lewis had purposely led him to overhear "Keera's" little performance? He wasn't that naive. He just didn't want to expose them. "Keera" was like a crafty old fox—and Lewis, a younger one, playing their games together.
But Ryan didn't bother explaining all that. He simply said, "If you're not going to call her, give me back the phone."
Ellie immediately backed away with a mischievous grin, clutching the device like a precious treasure. "Of course I'm calling her!"
She shot him a wink and strolled off to make the call, leaving Selena watching her with a cold, calculating gaze.
Then she glanced over at Gavin.
Stage-four colon cancer, huh?
A plan began to form in the darkness of her mind—a plan as vicious as it was clever. Well, when they visited the Hortons, she could always slip something into the food. Something harmless for most people, but lethal for someone in his condition. If Gavin died at the Horton house, let's see how eager Ryan would be to keep working with them.
The snake was already coiled, waiting to strike.
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## Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
Oh my goodness, what a chapter! The layers of manipulation and scheming here are absolutely delicious. Keira continues to prove she's not just a pretty face—she's playing chess while everyone else is playing checkers. The way she orchestrated that entire conversation so Ryan would overhear her "selfless" refusal to ask for favors? Brilliant. But the real chill in this chapter comes from Selena. That woman is a snake in human clothing, and her plan to target poor Gavin is genuinely terrifying. The tension is building beautifully, and I can't wait to see how Keira handles this new threat.
This chapter earns a solid ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars.
## Next Chapter Prediction
Based on Selena's cold, calculating gaze and her obvious desire for revenge, I predict the next chapter will feature the fateful visit to the Hortons. But here's the thing—Keira is no fool. Will she sense something off about Selena's sudden friendliness? Will Lewis's sharp instincts catch the danger before it's too late? And what about Gavin? He's a dead man walking, but will his death be at the hands of his illness or Selena's poison? One thing's for sure—Selena is about to make a move that could blow up this entire partnership, and Keira will have to be sharper than ever to survive the fallout.
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