The man smiled, “Aurora Flores? Lola? I like the name. My name is Charles White.”
His wheelchair made slight sounds when it moved forward. Gradually, the sound faded away from the room. A girl, who had been standing at the door, walked in and then greeted Loredana, “Hi, Miss. Please call me Amelia. If you need anything, please tell me.”
Loredana shook her head. She didn’t need anything now. She couldn’t trust his man at all, feeling as if she had left the wolf’s den and fell into the tiger’s mouth.
“Where am I now? Who is the man just now?”
“Miss, you are in Podon now. The man just now is our young master,” answered Amelia.
Loredana frowned. Her answer wasn’t helpful for her at all, because Amelia only told her the city name –
Podon.
She had never heard about the city before, anyway.
“Miss, please rest assured. Our young master is a nice man.” Amelia could tell that Loredana was confused seemingly. She explained, “He just had some trouble with his legs. He’s a good man.”
The girl was quite young. When she talked about her young master, worship was written all over her face with the shyness of an admirer.
Loredana roughly guessed that she had a crush on Charles.
“I want to take a nap now.” Within the past few days under Sampson’s control, Loredana couldn’t sleep well at all. She was quite physically exhausted. At least, the man shouldn’t do anything to her so far.
She found herself too alerted, so it was easy to let others know what was in her mind. She decided to calm herself down and tried to make contact with others.
“Okay, Miss. Call me if you need anything.” Amelia left the room and closed the door.
Loredana lay down. She could hear birds tweeting outside, but she was defeated by the sleepiness.
She lay down, her eyelashes slightly trembling. Then the room fell into silence. Shortly after, she breathed evenly.
Amelia didn’t immediately leave the door of the room after she closed it. Instead, she was standing at the door and listening to what was going on in the room. After ensuring that Loredana was truly sleeping, she turned around. Charles was sitting next to the window in the living room with his eyes closed.
Hearing her footsteps, he asked, “What’s she doing now?”
“She fell asleep.” Amelia stopped in a place not far away from him.
She peeped at the man, who was sitting upright even she was sitting in the wheelchair. She always felt that God wasn’t fair to him. He was such a kind man, but why did God away from his right to walk?
“If she had any demands, just satisfy her,” said Charles gently.
Amelia was confused and blurted out, “Young Master, do you know her? Why do you treat her so well after saving her life?”
Charles looked out of the window. A skylark stood on a branch, chirping. Occasionally, the leaves spun and drifted, but in the end, they would fall to the ground.
It was like life.
“Because of the fate,” he uttered a few words indifferently.
The fate? Amelia didn’t think this answer was reasonable enough. If so, she wondered if she also had the fate with the young master.
When she was young, she was sold to the White family. Since she became sensible at a young age, she started taking care of him. She wondered if that was fate as he said.
“Do I have the fate with you, Young Master?” Amelia asked expectantly.
Charles span the wheelchair to look at the girl under the halo and faintly smiled, “What is a fate?”
Amelia shook her head.
Charles waved to her, “Go back to your work.”
Amelia wanted to find the answer and know what on earth the fate he mentioned was. However, she dared not to disobey him, so she could only go back to her work.
Charles cast a glance at the room in which Loredana was sleeping, his eye deepened. Thinking of the jade bracelet on her wrist, he clenched his hands tightly all of a sudden…
Boyce’s men caught Bess right after she had returned from the hospital. Then she was taken to the small flat.
“Is this your house?” Armand asked. Although he had known the answer, he still asked her, aiming to test if she was an honest woman.
Bess looked around the men in the room and answered honestly, “Yes, it is.”
She was quite smart. Sampson, who used to stay here, didn’t seem to be an ordinary man, and neither did those men in her house currently.
“Who have stayed here before?” asked Armand again.
“I don’t know them. The man gave me some money to stay here for the time being. There was a woman with him.” Bess didn’t dare to lie at all.
Cormac, sitting on the sofa, closed his eyes tightly when hearing Bess’s words, frowning deeply.
Armand took a glance at Cormac and asked, “Where are they now?”
“They are gone. The woman got injured. They went to see a doctor in the hospital, and she was fine.
Then she was taken away.”
Armand’s eyelid twitched fiercely.
Hence, Loredana was injured for real, wasn’t she
He gingerly took another glance at Cormac. Boyce, standing next to him, dared not to utter any word.
The atmosphere had become more and more stressed. The coldness from somewhere made them so timid that nobody dared to utter a beep.
Cormac stood up and walked to Bess. He looked down at her, “How did she get injured?”
Bess could obviously feel how angry this man was. She dared not to tell him. Lowering her head, she was trembling all over.
“Speak!”
All the people in the room were shocked by his sudden outburst of anger. Bess directly knelt in fear with a loud bang. She winced in pain and stammered, “I… I don’t know. I was downstairs at that time.
Mr. Herbert didn’t allow me to go upstairs.”
She seemed to understand that Cormac came for that woman, “Are you here to find Ms. Flores? She was always locked up on the second floor. On the day when she got injured, it seemed that Mr. Herbert wanted… wanted…”
“What did he want?” Armand was almost anxious to death. Why couldn’t she finish her words?
“I don’t know. I just saw that Ms. Flores wasn’t decent and blood oozed on her head. Mr. Herbert was naked. I heard them argue upstairs. I guess Ms. Flores wasn’t willing, so, so she wanted to commit suicide.”
She didn’t say quite bluntly, but the implication was quite simple and obvious. Everyone knew what had happened.
Everyone held their breath in the room, peeping at Cormac.
His face was livid, and the muscles on his face trembled. He looked quite horrible.
His eyes were full of the flame of anger. As if Bess had the guts to lie to him, he would kill her right away, he said in a low and deep voice, “Tell me. Where is she now?”
New Book: Beginning with a Daring Encounter
Celsie was tired of being labeled as an introvert, workaholic, and dull virgin by her friends. Determined to prove them wrong, she made a bet that she would do something daring on her 25th birthday. Now that the day had arrived, it was time to fulfill her promise. On her daring to-do list, there was one task: a one-night stand with someone.
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