NovelEnglishChapter 782: Frustrated, Eileen retrieved her phone and dialed Bryan. She had just wasted money. Bryan, who was in a meeting, listened to her. Despite having bank accounts well into the billions, Eileen was vexed over losing a few hundred dollars.
"Don't worry, I'll get your money back from Conroy," Bryan whispered. After all, he was surrounded by Conroy's team members at the meeting, so he had to keep his voice down.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter comforting Eileen, Bryan ended the call. When he looked up, his expression had quickly shifted from gentle to serious. Someone asked, "Mr. Dawson, did you just mention Mr. Finch?" "Yes," Bryan replied.
"I mentioned that since I'm working for Mr. Finch, I won't let him suffer financial losses. After all, I was brought on board for a high fee, but whether he secures this profit eventually is up to him." The group was puzzled, unable to grasp his meaning. Nevertheless, they all applauded and continued to flatter Bryan. "Mr. Dawson, you are absolutely right!" "Mr. Dawson, you've done your part. Now, the matter is in Mr. Finch's hands." On her return home, Dalores passed by the snooping maids, directed the servants, and headed upstairs. Though she was married to Kinsey, her child carried her last name. Her child's full nwas Emerson Sampson. Kinsey spared no expense on the child, hiring a top-tier nanny and ensuring only the best for everything.
Dalores had even entertained the idea of living in this villa indefinitely if Kinsey permitted it. She had believed that, in this way, she and her child would at least be safe.
gV In o vlshosts great fiction But now, she realized that this might not be the case.
Eileen was correct. This was the root of Julio's fixation. She needed to find a way to make Jurelinquish his interest in the child. That alone would suffice.
After pondering for a bit, she charged her old phone and powered it on.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWithin seconds, it was inundated with missed calls and messages.
Among them was a transaction notification from an unknown number. The number had also sent a message.
"Been cooperative. The deal is complete, and I'll deliver the promised benefits. But you'd better keep your distance and never return. Otherwise, neither you nor the child will be safe.”
At that time, Dalores had considered fleeing, not only to escape external control but also because a mysterious figure had reached out, urging her to escape. This person had orchestrated several escape plans for her, but Dalores had hesitated, wary of their unknown motives. Eventually, the person had warned her starkly-if she stayed and delivered the baby, they would kill the baby. Realizing the gravity of her situation, Dalores had begun collaborating with the person to escape.
As Dalores mulled over these memories, the abrupt ring of her phone shattered the silence of the room. The number, unmarked but hauntingly familiar, flashed insistently on the screen. Dalores' heart pounded as she hesitated. Then, on the fifth ring, she steeled herself and answered.
"Dalores!" The voice of Jupierced Droom through, icy and sharp, casting a chill over the room, "How dare you run away? Did you even consider the repercussions? Are you not terrified of what I can do if I catch you?"
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