Dominic looked at David and instructed, “Give me the keys. You follow with the others.”
"Yes," David replied.
Dominic took the car keys and drove behind Alessia.
As the car kept moving forward, Alessia drove while talking on the phone with M.
Before long, M's voice came through the phone line.
"Boss, although the west suburban steel mill has been abandoned for a long time, there were indeed some cameras left when it was relocated. I'll switch over the feed right away."
"Okay," Alessia responded briefly, her eyes fixed on the phone. Soon enough, the feed came through.
Inside the warehouse-like corrugated iron building, seven or eight social youths dressed in a shabby manner were sitting around playing cards. On the ground were iron rods and large fruit knives.
In another feed, outside a c
Alessia remained silent, her face showing a complex expression. If she told Dominic that Chris was missing, Dominic would definitely become suspicious, especially since there was still another ‘Chris’ in the old mansion. But upon further consideration, she couldn't be so selfish. She couldn't let Christopher be in danger just because she didn't want Dominic to know about Christian and the others. After all, having one more person searching for Christopher could mean finding him a minute earlier. "I...," Alessia was about to speak honestly when several cars drove into the steel factory gate. The door of the leading car opened, and out stepped David. After getting out of the car, David reached in and lifted a little boy out. And the boy he lifted out was none other than the missing Christopher. David jus
Milo gritted his teeth. The woman was right. If he missed this opportunity, he would be destined to be poor and destitute in his next life. But if he didn't agree, he would still end up destitute. Why not take a gamble? Milo finally made a decision. On the other side, Nolan was still enjoying the admiration of the crowd. "Nolan, you're so handsome! Your driving skills just now could rival professional racers." "That's right, Nolan, I think you could even participate in official professional racing tournaments." Nolan accepted these praises with a smile, his face filled with enjoyment. Just then, the crowd was parted by someone coming from behind, and in came Milo, dragging his injured leg. "Milo, aren't you going to the hospital? Don't tell me you can't afford the hospitalization fee?" "Sigh, Gabe is s
Milo and Gabe were both tense, their eyes fixed on the middle of the hillside where the two cars were about to collide. They dared not even breathe. As seconds ticked away, just as the black one was about to collide, the white sports car swiftly reversed. However, even though her reaction was quick, it was still too late. The rear end of the black sports car was about to hit the front of the white sports car... It was over. Milo took a deep breath, unable to look, and closed his eyes. The feeling of almost seeing the dawn, only to be plunged into darkness again, was tearing his heart apart into pieces. It felt like his heart had been punched hard. In Milo's mind, he could already see glimpses of his next life. Dragging his injured legs that couldn't do heavy work, sitting in the fields doing strenuous
Harrison furrowed his brows. In fact, he knew that Margaret wanted to use Alessia to facilitate cooperation with the Patel Group. He also understood Nolan's personality. While there was a reason behind the incident, it didn't justify Alessia's treatment of Nolan. As a member of the Ramirez family, making sacrifices for the family was expected. Nolan was the only male descendant of the Ramirez family in this generation, so it was natural for his cousin to make some concessions for him. As he contemplated deeper, the anger in Harrison's eyes began to condense. Just then, the door of the operating room was opened. Nolan, lying on the hospital bed, was wheeled out. Margaret immediately stepped forward, anxiously grabbing the doctor's hand. "Doctor, how is my son?" The doctor replied, "He is out of danger n
Harrison's movements slowed down, as if in a slow-motion replay. He gradually turned his head back, the complex emotions in his eyes dissipating, replaced by a resolute gaze fixed on Margaret's face. Thinking that her threat had worked when she saw Harrison turn back, Margaret was about to feel triumphant when she heard him say, "Alright, let's get a divorce." "What?" Margaret felt as if she had been slapped in the face, thinking she might be hallucinating. She was about to confirm again with Harrison when she saw him leave her behind and walk towards the ward alone. Inside the ward. Nolan's head was wrapped in white gauze, with only his eyes exposed. The anesthesia in his body was gradually wearing off, and the pain was becoming more and more intense, making him want to scream. At this moment, the door to the ward was pushed open.
"Alright." The butler responded and walked over to the landline, sneaking a glance back at Dominic. Why did he feel like the usually composed master was distracted today? Could it be because Miss Elle was also here? Miss Elle was very cute, and he liked looking at her. When Miss Elle came back later, would the master vent his anger on Miss Elle because of the former Mrs. Carter? The butler worried as he picked up the receiver, but then he heard voices coming from outside the courtyard. "Elle, dinosaurs are very cute. How can you not like dinosaurs? Mommy said we should respect our friends' interests, just like how you like Snow White and I won't say you're childish." "Okay, okay, I was wrong. You're a good brother." The lively and childish voices of the two children could be heard even from a distance.
The most worrying thing had happened! Bianca frowned, biting her lip as she turned back to the corner, discreetly calling Alessia. "Hello, sister-in-law, it's a disaster. My brother knows about Chris and Elle's existence. I think he might come to take Christopher away." "I see." Alessia's tone was cold. “Ah... is that all?” Bianca was about to ask Alessia to hide Christopher when she realized that she felt at a loss. Her sister-in-law's tone was too indifferent, completely different from what she had imagined. Just as Bianca was about to ask a few more questions, she heard Alessia's soothing voice. "Don't worry, I'll handle it. Help me take good care of the two babies, especially Elle. Remember to give her medicine at night." "Got it." Bianca's voice was low, feeling like a clown. But then, she
Christopher didn't believe Dominic at all. If Daddy wasn't bullying Mommy, why would Mommy suddenly need to leave the country? Christopher quickly got dressed, anxiously making his way downstairs, feeling uneasy all the way. "Sweetheart, you're awake." Alessia saw Christopher coming downstairs and went to hug him. Christopher clung to Alessia's neck, feeling a bit sour in his nose. He pursed his lips and finally gathered the courage to speak up. "Mommy, Daddy said you're leaving the country, is that true?" Alessia looked incredulously at Dominic, who was following Christopher downstairs. This man had taken charge for her again, just after offering her two options earlier. "Mommy, can you not leave the country?" Seeing Alessia still hadn't spoken, Christopher became anxious, burying his head on Alessia's shoulder and said softly.