First Loves Return Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 467

Chapter 467 

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Mariela frowned, staring at the text message, lost in thought. 

The message could have been sent by someone from Nikolas’s side, but it could also be from someone with ulterior motives pretending to be from Nikolas. She couldn’t act rashly; she had to figure out the source of the message before making a move. She couldn’t just walk into a trap. 

When she lay down again, Mariela was wide awake. 

Thinking about her sister, who was still missing and whose fate was unknown, her heart felt heavy, and she was overwhelmed with anxiety. 

Juliette’s extreme fans were also a potential threat to her. 

The terrifying expression of Jakob who had tried to throw acid at her was deeply etched in Mariela’s mind, becoming her nightmare. 

Mariela had never experienced anything like this before. 

She had been lucky to dodge Jakob, but what about next time? 

Juliette had over five million fans. It was easy to dodge an open attack, but hard to guard against a hidden one. Mariela didn’t know when she might face retaliation from other fans. 

No, she had to take action. She couldn’t let what happened yesterday happen again. 

Her mind was racing with thoughts. 

Mariela’s eyelids grew heavier, and as sleepiness took over, she closed her eyes heavily. 

She didn’t sleep well that night, tossing and turning, waking up several times. The last time she woke up was at 8 a.m., and the sun 

came out. 

The first thing Mariela did after opening her eyes was to call a friend who was a tech expert in the communications field. “Help me trace the source of this number.” 

The text message number wasn’t the usual 10–digit number but a long string of digits, like a spam message. 

She couldn’t identify the source of the number herself, so she had to ask her friend for help. 

Her friend replied, “No problem, I’ll get back to you later.” 

“Thanks.” 

“No need to be polite with me.” 

Soon, her friend called back, “The message was sent domestically, from New York.” 

Mariela wondered, “New York? Did Nikolas still have people there?” 

Her friend said, “I’ll send you the exact address.”