"You want to help Clara find her friend's whereabouts?" Jackson looked at Serenity with interest."Well, Clara is my friend. Of course, I have to help her," Serenity sighed. "Queenie is threatening Clara, and I don't like that. She almost killed Clara's unborn baby and harmed Clara. She's guilty of her crimes, so she must not get off lightly!""You don't have to go through all that trouble. It's simple. You just have to force the information out of Queenie," Jackson stated.Serenity blinked her eyes in confusion."Just make her suffer, and she'll confess. I'm sure someone like Queenie can't bear too much pain," Jackson elaborated, and Serenity understood immediately. Jackson was not talking about just pain but torture. "Queenie is currently detained in the facility!" Serenity reminded Jackson."So what? I'll send someone to get it done, if you wish," Jackson said nonchalantly."But that's against the law," Serenity muttered.Jackson's gaze was on her. He knew how much she ca
'Serenity, do you know how lucky I am that you love me? You know, if having you meant risking everything, I would still be more than willing to do it,' Jackson thought, deepening the kiss. 'Serenity, you know, I'll never let you go again. I want you to always stay by my side. 'The kiss lasted long enough."Serenity, always love me…" Jackson murmured, his voice hoarse and full of emotions. Love me till the world ends.-Serenity began the investigation on Queenie, and Clara waited impatiently for the results for several days. Although they found Queenie's past contacts and places she often visited, they had no clues about Summer.Meanwhile, Queenie remained tight-lipped and refused to reveal any clues. She knew her knowledge of Summer's whereabouts was her only hope to get out."Clara, I'll continue my efforts here. If there's still nothing, we’ll find another way later. Just stay calm," Serenity urged. "Okay, sorry to trouble you," Clara said, ending the call in disappointment
At night, Clara spoke to Yannick after he finished his homework. "I'm going to Latveria tomorrow. You'll stay at home with Grandma. You're a good boy, so stay home and wait for me to come back, okay?"Yannick became curious. "Mom, are you going to find Dad?"Clara hesitated slightly. "I have something to discuss with your dad. I'll be back in a few days.""Are you going to reconcile with Dad?" Yannick asked.Startled by the child's question, Clara answered after a moment of silence, "Nothing will change for now. Even though we're not back together, we both love you. Whatever happens, I still hope your dad will be safe and well.""Why are you not back with Dad? Because of how bad he was?" Yannick wondered. Clara stroked her son's head. "You'll understand when you grow up. Well, it's late. You should get ready and go to bed early."Yannick grunted slightly, a little confused by his mother's statement. Wait till he grew up? But when would he be a grown-up?Yannick no longer hated
Five hours later, Clara arrived in Latveria around eight at night. As she walked out of the train station, she grew emotional looking at the familiar but unfamiliar scenery around her. Clara grew up in this city, fell in love with Wilson, and went to prison later. After getting out of prison, she chose to leave.She escaped from this city before, but this time, she returned here of her own accord.Outside the train station, Clara stopped and took a deep breath. She pulled out her phone and dialed Wilson’s number, only to be answered by a constant beep. Unable to contact Wilson, Clara dialed another number after a slight hesitation.Clara had gotten this number from Wilson. After their separation, Wilson had sent her a message one afternoon and left this number. He said if she needed help, she could call this number, and someone would help her to solve the problem.Within moments, the call connected, and a stranger's voice answered, "Hello? Is this Ms. Wells?""Oh, yes. I am!" Cl
Clara hesitated for a heartbeat and accepted Frank's offer. Frank was right. It would be safer for her to stay in a reputable hotel, especially if anything were to happen."Thank you. Sorry for troubling you," Clara said."Don't worry about it, Ms. Wells," Frank said, taking Clara to a five-star hotel in the city. If anything turned into an emergency, she could press the call button in the hotel room, and the staff would come to deal with it within minutes.Once Clara settled in the hotel, Frank told her, "Ms. Wells, have a good rest here. Contact me if you need anything.""I came to Latveria to see Wilson. Could you please contact him for me?" Clara requested."Yes, certainly," Frank agreed and left the room shortly.Clara unpacked her suitcase. Feeling a little tired, she grabbed a change of clothes and walked into the bathroom. As the water cascaded down, moistening her skin, Clara looked down and said to her bulging belly, "Baby, do you think Daddy will want to see Mommy?"W
A leisure trip? Clara smiled bitterly. How could she have the mood or time to travel? Summer's whereabouts were still unknown, and Clara needed to find her quickly."Ms. Wells, is there anything else I can help? If not, I'll hang up now," Frank said."Wait!" Clara raised her voice slightly. She hesitated and asked, "Wilson… Does he hate me now?""Well..." Frank carefully answered, "Mr. Birch doesn't seem to hate you, but the way he treats you has changed. I guess… Maybe he has gotten over you."Clara shuddered. Had Wilson gotten over her already? She once felt that he loved her too deeply, and she never loved him as much as he did. He had already gotten over her, but she still could not let him go completely.Clara's heart throbbed with heartache. After the call disconnected, Clara appeared dazed, still holding the phone in her hand. It took her a long time before coming back to her senses. Wilson refused to see her. In that case, she would have to go to him! Clara thought and m
"I know your difficulties, so I came here to try my luck. Is Wilson in the office right now?" Clara enquired."He is, but he's in the middle of an important meeting.""Can you tell me where the conference room is? I'll go there myself. Didn't Wilson say you'd help me with anything I want to do?"Frank looked at Clara, but his voice stuck in his throat. He scratched the back of his neck. "But if Mr. Birch sees you, he might…""I'll take the blame," Clara said. "I forced you to tell me where he was."Clara assured Frank, so he had no choice but to agree. "I'll take you there." He would rather accompany her and not let her get into any unexpected situation, especially since she was pregnant with Wilson's baby."Thank you," Clara said.The receptionist watched as Frank led Clara into an elevator not far away, aghast at the turn of events. What just happened? Did Frank just refer to Clara as Madam? Who was she? Could she be Mr. Birch's wife? She was pregnant with a big belly. If sh
As the familiar figure came into view, Clara shuddered. Wilson!Wilson was tall of stature, and although slightly thinner than the last time she had met him in the hospital, he still looked good in a suit. Clara wrinkled her nose with emotion, staring at the cold look on Wilson's face. Her eyes watered.Clara never realized how much she wanted to see him again. This desire was not because of Summer, but also because of her yearning. She just wanted to see him. She wanted to know about his recovery and how he was doing."Wilson..." Clara called out in an inaudible whisper. But even so, it caught his attention.Wilson was talking to the person walking next to him, but when he heard her, he stopped dead in his tracks and turned to her.The moment their eyes met, Clara's heart throbbed. Wilson was looking at her with a terrifyingly unfamiliar gaze. It was as if she was just someone he knew and nothing more.Clara looked into Wilson's eyes and seemed to understand why Frank had said W