Lost Me Gained Regret

As I reached for the driver's side door, Mark stopped me. "Take the passenger seat, I'll drive."

"Thanks, Mark. I appreciate it."

I shot him a grateful look, not bothering to argue.

My mind was preoccupied with Ramona's safety, driving distracted wasn't an option.

On the way to the abandoned factory, I quickly texted Christine to let her know I couldn't make it, telling her to decide on her own.

Then, I dialed Gregory's number.

But all I got was the endless ring, eventually leading to the robotic voice, "Sorry, the person you are calling is not available. Please try again later..."

This sent a wave of unease through me. Could something have happened to Gregory as well?

Mark, with both hands on the wheel, gave me a quick glance. "Tried calling Gregory but got no answer?"

"Yeah..." I nodded, absent-mindedly.

Mark seemed to understand, "Don't worry too much. Try giving him another call."

"Alright."

I dialed again but still got no answer.

Seeing my worried expression, Mark tried to reassure me, "With the whole Ford Group copyright infringement mess blowing up, he's probably just tied up with that. Not hearing his phone wouldn't be odd."

That didn't do much to ease my mind.

But there was nothing more I could do for now, except head towards the outskirts of the city to find out who was on the other end of that mysterious call.

Changing gears, I called the Myers family.

Dorothy answered, "Hello? Who is this?"

"Did you guys take Ramona?"

They were the only ones I could think of who might do such a thing.

Dorothy quickly recognized my voice and chuckled, "Jane, you should speak with evidence."

"You better have a clean conscience!"

I took a deep breath, my voice cold, "If this is about the Myers' estate, and something happens to Ramona, don't expect to see a dime!" With that, I hung up.

I was pretty sure now that the Myers family was involved.

...

Dorothy, hearing the call end abruptly, flashed a moment of anger, then worry, turning to Pearl sitting beside her.

"Mom, are you sure this won't backfire?"

"Relax." Pearl lifted her chin, her eyes full of confidence. "What belongs to the Myers will be yours. No one else should even dream about it."

Dorothy breathed a sigh of relief, curiosity getting the better of her "Who did you find this time? They managed to take that old lady from the nursing home without a trace! Why didn't we do this sooner?" C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

Doing this earlier would have ensured her place as the Myers' heiress, avoiding being overshadowed by Jane at last night's dinner.

She couldn't stand to see that woman soaking up all the glory, especially after Bella called her a goddaughter, like she had luck on her side! Pearl smiled at her question. "He only returned to the country last night."

"International contacts?"

"You could say that." Patting her head affectionately, Pearl added, "I'll introduce you to him someday."

"Why would I need to meet him?"

Dorothy looked puzzled, "He's just a thug for hire. We pay him, he does the job."

She was a Myers heiress, after all, why would she need any dealings with the underworld?

Seeing the disdain on her face, Pearl paused, then softly said, "We might have to rely on him for Myers' matters from now on. Meeting him wouldn't hurt."

"...Fine." Dorothy replied, with a touch of impatience and a hint of malice "Are you sure we can pull this off? Gregory will definitely intervene the moment he finds out."

"This time, he'll be too late to do anything!"