Chapter 344 Why Is He Here But Rose wasn't interested in Henrietta's secret hideout. The old woman was too old. She couldn't place any hope on her.
Suddenly, she realized that the old woman might have led her to the dilapidated church on purpose. The old woman might have noticed their strange behavior. So, she probably took Rose to eavesdrop on their conversation to alert her of the danger.
"Thank you." Rose didn't know what those people would do, but they plotted against the Youngs. This matter wouldn't be so easily resolved. The old woman smiled brightly at her like a child who had just gotten praised. She felt warm, supported the old woman, and walked along the road ahead. But the old woman suddenly stopped and looked at her.
"Rietta, I can't walk anymore." She was silent momentarily before saying, "I'll carry you." She squatted and let the old woman lie on her back. The old woman was thin and not very heavy. But even so, it was still much more difficult for Rose to walk than before. Nevertheless, she persisted.
As she passed by an unassuming spot, the old woman exclaimed, "We're here!" She was surprised and looked at where the old woman had shouted. There were still trees surrounding them, and she couldn't see the orphanage.
She felt disappointed, but the old woman got off her back excitedly and pulled her toward a huge stone.
"We're here!" The old woman looked at her with joy. "Rietta, I'll always remember our place!" Henrietta and the old woman's place? Only then did she remember the "secret hideout" the old woman had mentioned earlier.
She looked at the massive stone. Meanwhile, the old woman dug at the ground around it and pulled out a plastic bag containing several photos. The old woman handed her the photos. "Rietta, look." The forest was dark at night. Although she knew they were photos, she couldn't see the people in them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"This is you. These are your new parents," the old woman murmured.
New parents? She seemed to have found something. Henrietta's new parents? Did that mean she could find Henrietta's whereabouts through her new parents? Kelly said Henrietta was dead. But for sreason, Rose's first thought was to find Henrietta. She put the photos in her pocket.
"Granny, let's go back first." She would take action after going back.
She lifted the old woman onto her back once again. Not long after, she saw a flashlight shining.
She was worried about meeting those people in the dilapidated church. So, she stopped momentarily, wanting to wait for the other party to go away first. But the flashlight got closer. Suddenly, someone pointed the flashlight right into her face. She could barely see him because of the dazzling light. He was a strange man with a full beard and a peaked cap.
But she seemed to recognize his clothes. Suddenly, she remembered.
"It's you!" He was the driver! He stared at her and smiled weirdly.
"Rosie, it's so hard to find you!" She immediately recognized his voice. He was Nixon! Countless things flashed through her mind. At that moment, he sprayed her with something.
"You..." She soon went limp. Through her blurred vision, she saw him remove his peaked cap and tear off the contouring material he had deliberately applied to his face. It was Nixon. But he didn't look like himself with a full beard.
As her consciousness faded, his voice was the last thing she heard. "I'll make you suffer. But you have to wait. We have to wait for someone...
Who did he want to wait for? Before she lost consciousness, several faces flashed in her mind. She felt uneasy. What was he going to do? In the orphanage, Rose's room was closed. Miles knocked on the door, but there was no response for a long time. Kelly, who was in the next room, opened the door.
"Are you looking for Rose? I just saw her and Gabriel." As she spoke, she glanced in the direction of the coast.
Of course, what she said was false. Her people had already drugged everyone's tea. But for sreason, he hadn't fallen asleep yet. She wanted to make him leave. Seeing his expression change slightly, she added deliberately, "But I might have been mistaken." She knew the more uncertain she sounded, the more convinced he would be. He ignored her and quickly went downstairs. She smiled triumphantly.
Half an hour ago, she heard Rose enter the room. He knocked on the door just now, but she didn't respond. She had probably drunk the drugged tea and fallen asleep.
Kelly wanted to teach her a lesson. She couldn't resist the urge to vent her anger at being robbed of the limelight.
But thinking of Maya's arrangement, she suppressed her anger. She was waiting for her people to cand take Rose away.
Not long after, she heard footsteps outside. The footsteps stopped next door, and the door opened. She knew they were coming.
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She cout of the room after they left. Vaguely, she saw several men O walking toward the mountains ng toward carrying a sack. She was full of excitement as she thought of what Rose would suffer. She specifically told Maya to order those people to record everything. If she made those scenes public, or if Jonathan saw the video... She felt excited imagining it.
At this time, she vaguely saw a figure in the darkness. It was him! He had also started to take action. Oliver's room had been dead quiet for a long time.
Even Patrick, who used to stay up late after Oliver fell asleep, had returned to the room and did not room and cout again. So, it was very convenient for him to do his part here. Sure enough, the man eventually pushed a wheelchair out and quickly disappeared. "Farewell, Mr. Young Senior!" She knew Oliver would die tonight. While Rose ...
Kelly sneered while glancing at the dark forest before returning to her room. She planned to find a witness for herself on this eventful night. Gabriel was undoubtedly the best candidate. She changed into pajamas. When she went out again, he happened to be outside. The night was getting darker. Miles searched around the beach but couldn't find Rose. He felt sick to his stomach, and his heartbeat quickened.
Meanwhile, Jonathan was in the Gibsons mansion in Aquastead. When he opened the guest room door, he looked gloomy. He had just woken up with a hangover.
Zac, who had also just sobered up, cup to him.
"Are you alright? Are you feeling uncomfortable? I've asked someone to make ssoup. Drink some. It'll make you feel better." They had drunk too much last night..
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