"Uncle!" cried Yanny in surprise.Wilson walked up to the boy and tousled his hair.When Clara's mother heard the noise, she walked over, and her face turned ashen when she saw Wilson. She had an urge to pull her grandson away from him, but she shook like a leaf again when she saw how he coldly glanced at her.This was the man who had brought so much pain to the Wells family. So much pain that she could not even begin to describe it. When Clara was in custody, she had begged him not to appear in court and testify against Clara, but it was of no use at all, because this man merely coldly looked at her and told her, "This is what the Wells family owes to the Birch family, and this is what she owes to Sandra Cooper! In fact, just letting her stay in prison for a few years is too kind of a punishment after what she's done!"Clara realized that her mother was afraid right now, so she rushed up to her and held her hands firmly. Only then did her mother calm down a little."Let's talk
"Does that mean that you'll be staying with me and Mommy and Grandma from now on?" Yanny asked in his innocent voice, which was filled with longing and anticipation. In all the cartoons he had watched, the whole family had always lived together!Wilson stared at his son intently and was about to answer him, but Clara suddenly cut him off by saying, "That's enough, Yanny. He… Your daddy… is very busy, and he has to go now. Let's say goodbye to him before he leaves, okay?"The words "your daddy" were spoken very reluctantly, but Clara managed it."So, Daddy won't stay with us today?" asked the boy, faintly disappointed."This room is too small!" replied Clara while looking at Wilson with pleading eyes. "If he… If your daddy is to stay here with us, we'd all be cramped together, won't we?"Clara wished Wilson would stop speaking now or he might cause her son's innocent world to crumble down into dust.Wilson frowned. He was planning to say something, but the words seemed to be stuck
When Wilson was back in his car, he unconsciously touched the spot on his arm where Clara had grabbed him. It was the first time she had touched him after they had met each other again, and he could clearly sense that her hand was trembling. In fact, as he pulled her fingers away from his arm one by one, he felt how cold they were.It was as cold as… a corpse's hand!'Stop it!' he reminded himself as he shut his eyes. 'Stop thinking about it! Stop wasting your time on that woman!'No matter how pitiful that woman pretended to be, Wilson would never change his mind, and he would take his son back to the Birch family where he belonged!***Serenity wanted to find new clues as soon as possible, so she traced the route that the vehicle took on the night that the accident happened. She had made a post online earlier, asking if there were any taxi drivers who had recordings from their dashboard cameras of the route in the unmonitored area on the night of the accident, and if so, to co
“Alright,” replied Serenity smilingly. It appeared that things were going more smoothly than she had anticipated. It was only a matter of time before she got her hands on the evidence. Once she proved that Susie was the real perpetrator and stopped her from transferring her property away, Leon would be entitled to his compensation! The thought of this improved Serenity’s mood significantly. It wasn’t ten minutes later when she noticed an ordinary white van driving in her direction before rolling to a stop in front of her. The door slid open, and a man wearing sunglasses and a baseball cap entered her view. He remained in his seat as he asked her, “You’re Serendipity aren’t you?” Serenity glanced over at the man seated in the front seat. Like the first man, he also sported a baseball cap and sunglasses. Not only that, but he also wore a mask to deliberately hide his face. Her instincts were on red alert as she subconsciously took a step back. In the next moment, the man wh
“Alright. Get that man’s number from her, but you’re gonna make the call! If she says anything out of line, don’t hesitate to kill her!” said the driver mercilessly. Serenity’s face was painted with fear. However, she knew that the worst thing she could do now was to submit to her fear. If she did that, there would be no going back. At the very least, she was in a much better situation than before. When she was in prison, she could try her best, but she could never avoid getting hurt by others. Whatever they were planning to do with her, she had to bear it all. The man pulled out his cell phone, and Serenity repeated Jackson’s phone number. Serenity felt despair thinking about the situation she was in. She wanted to maintain a strict boundary with Jackson, which was why she kept reminding herself to stop treating him like the Jack from before. However, at such a critical moment, she had no choice but to seek his assistance. The call got through after a while of ringing.
Was it because of Jackson? Because she was sure that he would save her, one way or another! The thought of him made Serenity smile bitterly. Despite starting out with the intention to rely on herself, in the end, she still had to rely on him. The driver headed for the south of the city, and Serenity noticed that they were heading into the boonies. It wasn’t long before they would be completely out of the city. Serenity had no idea what Jackson was planning, but just as their van was about to join the highway that led out of the city, their vehicle was brought to an abrupt halt. “What’s the problem?” asked the man in the back. The driver remained silent the whole time. Sensing something was off, the man turned to Serenity and began threatening her. “You’d better tell the truth!” He then shuffled to the front of the van and stuck his head out between the seats to peer through the windshield. In an instant, his body grew stiff as a rock. An astonished expression appeared o
That man… he had to be the sugar daddy that the paralegal mentioned, right? Still, what sort of a sugar daddy was capable of pulling off such a feat? Jackson stared down the man who had assaulted Serenity coldly. He issued an instruction to the subordinates who were following him. “When you bring him back, give him a taste of what it’s like to be slapped.” “Understood,” replied one of the men. For Jackson to have specially given an instruction, it was practically guaranteed that this man would be wishing for his death later on. The man without the mask trembled in fear. As he watched Jackson carry Serenity over to a black Bentley, he yelled out, “Who on earth are you? And that woman… is she really just a paralegal?!” Given her average looks, how could she possibly have such a strong person backing her?!The man found it impossible to believe. What he had initially thought was an easy mission had turned out to be the complete opposite. No one answered his question. Instea
However, Jackson wasn’t talking about her physical injuries, but the wounds in her heart. He wondered how long it would take for her to fully heal from it, or if that was even possible.***Their car stopped right in front of the hospital, where Jackson got out of the vehicle holding her hand. The doctor was already waiting for them in a special consultation room. They began to run a check-up on Serenity as soon as she arrived. Thankfully, she had only suffered superficial injuries, and there was nothing to worry about. The redness and swelling on her face would subside in a few days. After they had wrapped up the examination, a new shirt was placed in front of her. “Put it on,” urged Jackson. “Alright.” Her current shirt was torn from the shoulders, so she had to put on something else. She reached out and grabbed the shirt, but he still refused to let go. Serenity looked up at him with a confused look.“You’re injured. It’s gonna be difficult for you to change.” So?