Rebecca parted ways with Alex and Carissa early the next day. She refused to third-wheel their date. So, she firmly turned down Carissa's offer to join, even if the latter insisted. She then dragged her suitcase toward Caleb's car under Alex's satisfied gaze.As for Daniel, he joined Rebecca. The only difference was he had driven here. Naturally, he couldn't be shameless and hitch a ride in Caleb's car.The two cars drove in a single file as they sped to Fairport. They arrived around noon, which was also lunchtime.Rebecca didn't rush Caleb into parking the car. While he casually drove around the city center, she looked up nearby restaurants to have lunch in.She ultimately decided on a restaurant specializing in northern cuisine. The reviews claimed the food was authentic, and Rebecca wanted to try lobster rolls. So, she wanted to get a table there.They soon found a spot and parked. The car behind them did the same. Rebecca's ex-husband, who looked ever so familiar yet forei
Daniel couldn't care less. He never looked at his flipped-over phone on the table again. "What could be so important? Even if there's something important, it's likely to do with GN. Still, the heads of every department are responsible for deciding major factors. They'll report whatever happened to me in the monthly meeting. It won't be a big deal.""But you should still be careful. Are you really not going to find out?" Rebecca didn't understand why Daniel claimed the phone call had something to do with GN. She currently worked there. Daniel never demanded Rebecca to work in the company's offices, but she had visited before.The company's conventions and rules were well-rounded. As Daniel said, the company seldom needed him to do anything in person. That was likely because Daniel had been responsible for the Winston Group's businesses. So, he gradually left GN to their devices and didn't step in unless necessary. Yet, it was clear that this call had nothing to do with GN.Daniel
Darren's frail face appeared on the screen once the call connected.Perhaps he was infuriated by Daniel's actions. He seemed in a worse condition compared to when Daniel last saw him at the hospital. Even his phone's camera filter couldn't fix his weak complexion.Darren parted his lips, and his feeble voice rang out. He struggled for a long time but could only utter "Winston" several times.Daniel scoffed before speaking blandly. "Don't get yourself too worked up when you're ill, Grandpa. You'll have no time to worry about things if your illness worsens. Why don't you save your energy instead? That way, you'll at least enjoy your blessed life in these last moments. It's only a pity that you'll have to enjoy it in the hospital.""Daniel Winston, how dare you speak to your grandpa like that?" Darren's phone was propped up on the phone holder on the bed, but the voice that spoke was a woman's. The woman's tone was as sharp as Daniel always remembered.Daniel maintained his usual f
Darren had blown up with rage in his hospital ward. After the video call, he would've smashed his phone into pieces if he wasn't this weak.Rachel worried as she saw how heavily he was panting. Right away, she called for a doctor, who injected Darren with a sedative. She only dared to tiptoe over after that. "How are you feeling, Mr. Winston Senior?"Darren still looked like he was heavily panting. His eyes narrowed at Rachel as he scoffed, "I'll live."His voice was weak, but his hoarse tone indicated he was slightly impatient. Rachel stood aside like a guilty child who had been caught. "What do we do now?"They couldn't reach the older Winston heir, and their second heir reacted immaturely to their request for help. Rachel had never handled business affairs. So, she was at a genuine loss.Darren shut his eyes. "You may go. You don't need to worry because this matter has nothing to do with you, nor can you interfere."Rachel replied in a small voice, "Okay, I'll be on my way,
Rebecca ultimately made an appointment for a full body check-up after some thought. Her appointment was on the coming Monday since she didn't get much rest this week. Plus, she was wrapping up her design draft now. She needed two days for final adjustments before submitting the draft to Daniel.Once Rebecca submitted it, she could rest on the remaining two days of the week. Then, she'd go to the doctor next week.If anything were to surprise her, it would likely be the birth of her little nephew. That would cause her schedule to stray. Even so, nothing mattered more to her than welcoming the new Johnson family member's birth.As luck would have it, Penny texted the Johnson family's group chat that night. Rebecca had just showered and immediately changed out of her pajamas to rush to the hospital. Upon arrival, she saw many people standing outside the delivery room.Zelda and Kenneth sat on the bench outside with nervous expressions. Standing aside was Rebecca's oldest sister-
"Don't cry anymore, my love. I won't like you if you cry. Look at yourself. Your eyes are red like a scary rabbit." Sam immediately teased her after seeing Penny's eyes redden. He had heard from somewhere that pregnant women shouldn't shed tears.Although he said he'd dislike her if she cried, his actions and expression proved he was concerned about her.Penny pouted and deliberately said, "I'll raise our daughter away from you if you dare dislike me. After all, I now have money and fame. I have a line of men waiting to date me that extends to another country. You're not the only one who wants me."Her words amused Sam. He soon played along and coaxed her. "Alright. I wouldn't dare dislike you."He held Penny's hand without caring about how sweaty it had gotten since her painful labor. Then, he pecked her cheek. "You've done so well, my love. And thank you."…The little girl was born, and Penny recovered well. She got moved into a regular private ward, where she could chat with
"That's just as expected of a wealthy heir who has trained for such situations abroad. You really aren't afraid, huh?" The man who held Rebecca captive grabbed her bag. He had somehow tied her hands with a soft material. Yet, it also felt like a cold metal.He added, "Apologies, Ms. Johnson. I must remain professional since someone else has entrusted me with this task. You can't buy my loyalty by giving me more money. I'd end up more miserable if I accepted your money. Since you're someone with quick wits, please cooperate with me. We won't hurt you."Rebecca no longer spoke. She complied with their request because she couldn't risk shaking things up before knowing their motives.Two men had kidnapped her, and they both wore black face masks. They also donned special protective gear on their hands. The majority of their body was covered.Rebecca only noticed the mark on the wall beside the elevator when they forced her back into the elevator. It was obvious. Yet, regular people wou
"That's not the case," the driver explained in a collected manner. It was much slower compared to how fast he drove. One couldn't imagine he was a kidnapper. "We've had many clients from previous jobs who behaved calmly like you at the start. We also used a somewhat softer approach with them. Yet, they still quarreled with us halfway through the drive. That forced us to resort to unnecessary measures. In telling you all that, I'm hoping that you, Ms. Johnson, will cooperate with us."Rebecca snorted, then shut her eyes and leaned against the backseat.They had kidnapped her in the middle of the night, blindfolded her, and sped down the road. Despite all that, she found herself falling asleep in no time. She was even a little hazy from waking up when her kidnappers led her outside after parking the car.Rebecca couldn't see the road ahead and could only discern her environment through her senses. She heard the wind blowing against trees that rustled. They sounded close to where she