Chapter 532
Chapter 532
Violette didn’t look fine at all. Both Rita and Ian could feel it, not only was something up, but it was also
pretty serious.
"Ian, take your sister for dinner. I'll bring up your mom's meal." The nanny said.
Ian, holding Rita's hand, headed to the dining room. The nanny, tray in hand, went upstairs.
In the master bedroom on the second floor, Violette's fingers trembled slightly as she pulled out a tape
recorder from a box. Without hesitation, she hit play.
—I heard Dr. Mitchel has a secret disciple, who is even better than Dr. Mitchel himself! Tell me, who is
this secret disciple!
—I don't know. The professor never told me.
The familiar voice made her shudder with more intensity. It was Adrian's voice!
—Oh, since you don't know, I'll just chop off your fingers and send them to the most likely person. Let's
see if we can draw her out.
This wicked voice was terrifying. Then, from the tape, came a 'thump'! The sound of a knife falling,
followed by a scream! Adrian's cries of pain made Violette break down instantly!
Tears blurred her vision, her fingers clenched tightly, her nails digging deep into her palm, but she didn't
feel the pain!
The nanny, tray in hand, stood at the bedroom door. Just as she was about to knock, she faintly heard
a scream from the room. The nanny's face turned pale with fear, and she immediately went downstairs
with the tray.
"Isn't she eating?" The bodyguard asked, looking at the untouched food on the tray.
The nanny walked over to the bodyguard and whispered, "You need to call Mike right away, tell him to
come back immediately. Something's up!"
The bodyguard paled, "Ms. Dennis is in trouble?!"
"No! It's that package. It's really scary!" The nanny whispered, glancing towards the dining room.
The two kids were eating in the dining room, but they kept their eyes on the nanny and the bodyguard.
"Go outside and call Mike, I'll watch the kids." The nanny said, heading towards the dining room. The
kids were still young. No matter what happened, they shouldn't be affected.
Mike, receiving the call from the bodyguard, sobered up. His dinner tonight was with the top brass of
the Bourne Group, an invitation from them. The close relationship between Elijah and Violette had
become well-known within the Bourne Group.
"Joey, something came up, I gotta go." Mike stood up from his chair, addressing Joey.
"What's up?" Joey, noticing his worried expression, immediately left the room with him.
Joey reminded him, "You've been drinking, get a driver! Or take a cab."
Mike had only had one beer. He wasn't drunk, but he still took Joey's advice and put away his car key.
"I have a bad feeling about this." Joey was uneasy, "Send me a message when you get home?" NôvelDrama.Org owns this.
Mike gave him a nod, then hailed a cab on the street.
Silverleaf Ridge.