Everyone around her could see her working diligently but were unable to help. All they could do was to offer assistance wherever they could, even if it was just to relieve her a little.
Late at night, Abigail was still sitting beside Tommy’s bed, yawning from heavy drowsiness.
Needing to stay awake, she said, “Mom, could you make me a coffee?”
It hurt Sheryl to watch, but since there was not much else she could do, she sighed inwardly and left to get that coffee.
Still, Abigail perked up a little after having her coffee and told Sheryl, “It’s late, Mom. You should go to sleep.”
“Why don’t you let me watch Tommy instead?” Sheryl asked.
“I’m worried if I’m not watching him,” Abigail replied.
Sheryl therefore had no choice but return to her room and sleep.
Meanwhile, Tommy, who was fidgeting in his sleep, suddenly woke up.
Though still muddled, he was blabbering, “Papa…”
Abigail scooped him up in her arms, gently coaxing him to sleep again. “It’s okay. Mama’s here.”
He was sleepy but would wake up from time to time anyway, though he would not throw a fit in Abigail’s arms.
Naturally, he was feeling frail as well due to the mild fever that lasted for a while now, and Abigail had to help him drink past midnight for the fever to subside a little.
Still, although he had no appetite for a few days now, he started eating in the morning and perked up as well.
Sheryl was holding him as she said, “He finally looks better.”
Abigail was relieved inwardly as she looked on as well.
Watching her just then, Sheryl asked, “Why don’t you get some sleep?”
Abigail stretched herself-she was tired, but it was not yet 24 hours, so she said, “I’ll wait a little longer.”
Being a mother herself, Sheryl knew what Abigail was thinking and so, she did not keep trying to talk Abigail out of it.
Still, Sheryl became delighted as she checked under Tommy’s clothes. “Oh, look-his rash is fading!”
Abigail saw it too and satisfaction showed in her eyes-the days of hard work were not wasted. She then picked up her phone and called Diarmuid.
Soon, her call got through, and her words were as simple as they were direct. “Tommy’s condition is improving. The antidote is working.”
In other words, she was saying that they could get rid of Debbie now.
Even as she spoke, there was a savage edge in her eyes like never before.” I don’t care what it takes-I never want to see her again.”
Diarmuid could not have agreed more.
The only fate that awaited those who would hurt Tommy was death!
“I’ll get it done sooner,” he replied, and Abigail hung up.
Throwing her phone aside, she nestled on the couch.
Diarmuid’s people were constantly shadowing Debbie to keep track of her whereabouts, as well as trying to find the antidote for Tommy.
However, they were beaten to the punch before Diarmuid could order a hit on her, and it turned out to be Ember Lindt and Winston Dickens.
Ember hated Debbie in the first place, and needed money urgently since Zachary refused to pay her anything.
It was the same for Winston too, and both of them hence planned the kidnapping together, with Winston luring Debbie out, knocking her out with a sedative and whisking her off to an unfinished building.
“I was just about to report in, sir, but someone beat US to it. They’ve taken her to an unfinished building out in the suburbs,” one of the men following Debbie said.
Diarmuid’s curiosity was actually piqued. “Let’s go.” They shall see how many enemies she had made!
Zachary was actually puzzled. “Diarmuid, that woman has been working for you so long, but you never noticed her ulterior motives?”
Moreover, Diarmuid had always been wary toward others, which made it all the more curious that he never realized what Debbie was really like.
Still, the fact was that he never paid her much attention-James himself had recommended her, and she had always been prudent with her work, while James had always been reliable as well.
“James helped her to her position, but that was how she repaid him? She’s beyond saving!” Zachary exclaimed.
Diarmuid remained impassive, his thoughts inscrutable.
Seeing that he was not getting any response, Zachary simply stayed quiet.
Soon, their car arrived at the unfinished building, stopping by a thicket.
The man who had been shadowing Debbie knew the specific position where she was held and he led the way.
Crumbling bricks and undergrowth was rife over the dusty floor that they passed through, heading up to the second floor.
They just had to turn a corner, and they would find Debbie tied to one of the concrete pillars.
Winston was glaring darkly at Debbie. “Look, just give US a mil, and we’ll let you free right now.”
Naturally, Debbie was frustrated. “You messed with me… I’ll make you wish you were dead.”
Furious, Winston slapped her across the face. “Still talking tough when I have you all tied up? You have a death wish, don’t you?”
Debbie’s cheek twitched just then. The palm print over it was bright and scarlet, and there was even blood trickling from the comer of her lips.
It was only obvious that Winston had slapped her as hard as he could!
“Why waste your breath? Just beat her up already!” Ember snapped as she stepped out from the shadows.
She certainly wanted money from Debbie, but she also wanted revenge for Debbie ruining her life!
Outside, Zachary frowned in surprise when he saw Ember show up, though he soon connected the dots.
The man with her was the same man she had an affair with!
As for Ember, she was already at odds with Debbie, and now that Ember was in need of money, she kidnapped Debbie in her desperation.
“You didn’t expect this, did you?” Ember growled viciously, grabbing Debbie by the chin. “You had him sleep with me so that Zachary would hate me… A whore like you, trying to leapfrog and become Diarmuid Althoff’s wife?
Dream on! I’ll destroy you the same way you destroyed my life!”
Zachary’s brow furrowed in surprise.
Ember was set up? That was why she had an affair with that man?
He had actually misunderstood her?!
Diarmuid slid a quiet glance at Zachary and asked, “So? What are you going to do?”
Zachary quickly realized what he meant and replied, “We’re already divorced. Alive or dead—she has nothing to do with me.”
He was not showing remorse even though he learned that Ember did not cheat on him.
It was simply the truth that she got Lulu killed, and he would never forgive Ember forthat alone!
“At least you cleaned things up real good this time,” Diarmuid said just then.
There was no telling if Diarmuid meant it as praise or ironically, but Zachary lowered his eyes.
People had to be pushed past a certain threshold to truly push themselves and fight back!
The only thing he regretted was to realize it too late, and Lulu was now gone.
Inside the unfinished building, Debbie did not deny anything Ember was saying.
Since Winston was now working with Ember, he must have told Ember that she hired him too.
“You just want money, don’t you? I could even give you ten million if you want right now,” Debbie calmly said, afraid to antagonize Ember just then. It would be all over if Diarmuid found out that she lost her virtue.
All Debbie wanted was to marry Diarmuid, and that was why she wanted to stay chaste, no matter what happened!
However, Ember was not about to let her off easy.
Her life and family was destroyed all because of her divorce with Zachary, who was so determined because he caught her sleeping with Winston!
It was all Debbie’s fault!
“You’re not getting away even if you pay me ten million,” Ember growled as she grabbed Debbie by the chin. “Tell me, how should I destroy you? Ruin your not-so-pretty-face, and then let Winston have his way with you?”
Debbie feigned composure despite her panic. “Lay a finger on me, and you won’t get a cent.”
On the other hand, Winston simply wanted the money and not for things to escalate, so he reasoned with Ember, “We just want the money, don’t we? She’s being agreeable too, and that spares US a lot of trouble-”
Ember cut him short before he could finish. “We kidnapped her and demanded a ransom. Do you really think she won’t hold a grudge? That we can live free and easy once we get the money?”
Wintson considered that, and then realized that Ember’s words made perfect sense.
They had antagonized her the instant they kidnapped her and she was definitely going to hold a grudge!
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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