The Silent Wife

"Is President Peters willing to help?" Frankie sounded bewildered as he reconfirmed with Rachel. "Did he say that the Burton Group has extra goods held in store?" "Yes. I've called him and I'm very sure. The shipment will arrive there as soon as tomorrow night." "That's amazing! President Hudson, you've really helped us big time. Do you know that President Burton is being confined in the community hall by these people? Even the village chief can't stop them. I'm still trying to reach an agreement with them." Although Rachel was shocked to hear the news, she asked Frankie to appease the townspeople and not to worry too much about it. "Oh, and what about the driver? Any updates?"

"He's fine. It's just some minor injuries. He was in a hospital in Baybrook City last night, but he's been sent to a hospital in Riverdale for further check-up.

"Okay." After hanging up the call, she looked at the road. "Jolly, could you accompany me to the hospital?"

"Why?" "Frankie told me that the driver was sent to Riverdale last night. He's not seriously injured, but I would like to visit him. I think I should buy some things before visiting."

As of now, Rachel had two things to settle-firstly, to comfort the driver and his family, and secondly, to have a discussion with his family about releasing a more appropriate article.

The situation in Baybrook City had exceeded their expectations. Relying on the foundation alone was not enough to help everyone. Even some secluded areas were unable to receive global attention and hence, the lack of help. Thus, Rachel figured that releasing an article would be able to alleviate the problem.

After a thirty minute drive, Jolly and Rachel arrived at the hospital to search for the driver. The heavy snowfall had increased the rate of traffic accidents, thereby causing the hospital to be inundated with patients.

Jolly simply grabbed one of the nurses to ask for the driver's room number before rushing over with Rachel. As soon as Jolly exited the elevator, Rachel tugged her over.

"What's wrong?" Rachel's eyes darkened as her gaze landed upon a silhouette across the other side of the corridor.

Jolly noticed the person as well. "What's he doing here?" It was Robin, who entered the patient room they were heading to right in front of their eyes.

Jolly became frantic. "This rascal is seriously everywhere. Is he trying to take advantage of the situation? I'll take a look."

"Jolly, wait up!" Rachel quickly followed suit, worried that Jolly might cause trouble. They stood before the door and before they could even knock on it, a voice resounded from the inside.

"The remaining sum has been transferred to your wife's account. You can leave the hospital after three or four days. You know that you must bring this to your grave, don't you?"

"Don't worry, President Gunson. I swear that I won't let anyone else know about it." "What if the media finds their way to you for an interview?" 'I'll say that it's because of fatigue that I didn't pay attention to the wet road caused by the snow."

The two girls who were standing outside heard. the conversation loud and clear. If it was not for Rachel pulling her, Jolly would have just barged into the room to interrogate both the men.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Why are you stopping me? Jolly had turned crimson with rage. "It's the relief goods for the victims! They've been waiting this whole time and yet, Robin Gunson has messed up everything! He must've lost his mind because of money. How dare he lay his finger on the relief goods!"

"I'm afraid that it's not because of money." Rachel's gaze stirred with mixed feelings. "And it's not something that Robin can do all by himself."

"If it isn't him, who else?"

"We'll know once we get to the Burton Group's warehouse." Although Rachel did not wish her guess to be true, all she could do was to locate the proof to know the entirety of the truth. Once they arrived at the entrance of the warehouse, fortunately, the last truck was about to start its journey for shipment.

"Bro, are these the relief goods?"

"Yeah. It's for Baybrook."

"Are you heading to Greensborough?" "Greensborough? The driver was tallying the goods while glancing at Rachel. "Where is that place? The goods here are being shipped to the cities, and there's no Greensborough. Look, this is the list of the outbound orders. The truck which has left before me is driven by my younger brother. We're going to the north and south of Baybrook. The cities are quite near to each other, but there's no Greensborough."

However, Jolly insisted, "Are you sure? Is there another shipment after you?"

"Nope." The driver ticked on the order list. "This is the last shipment. It should be shipped out tomorrow, but they changed the schedule on short notice. The company is willing to pay us double as long as we can ship it out by today."

It wasn't until only then did the last ray of hope vanish and Rachel clenched her hands into fists. Watching the truck leave, Jolly held her hand. "Is it Julian's doing?"

"Let's go. We'll think of another way." Rachel avoided the question, for she neither was in the mood of questioning Julian nor had the energy to think of the reason behind his doings.

"Inform the client that the remaining shipment. of medical supplies will be postponed. We will pay the penalty according to the contract by adding some daily necessities. They will be shipped out to Greensborough by tonight."

Rachel was over the phone with her secretary. to delegate some tasks, whereas Jolly was taking the wheel. "Remember to find someone reliable to be the driver. Nevermind, I'll leave with the driver."

Jolly looked at Rachel in confusion when she heard that. When the call ended, she asked, "Just find someone reliable from the logistics team. Why do you have to go in person too? It's been snowing heavily. What if something happens?"

"If Greensborough doesn't receive this batch of goods, Frankie will be in big trouble." Greensborough was a secluded town which not many people heard of due to its location in the mountains. Given their barbarian traditions, they might do anything if they did not receive the goods.

After knowing Justin's situation from Rachel, Jolly slammed the steering wheel furiously. "The shabby condition must've cultivated such barbarians! Justin is just trying to help them. Why are they confining him when the things haven't arrived yet?"

"It's not completely their fault, considering how low the accessibility to education is over there. They're just trying to live." Rachel frowned. "I'll join the journey for the shipment too. My mind will only be at ease that way."

"Then, I'm coming with you. We can look after each other." "No, stay in Riverdale. I have another favor to ask of you."

"What is it?"

"Try not to let Julian know that I left Riverdale." Jolly scowled at the mention of Julian's name. "I've finally known his true colors now. Bribing the driver to ruin the relief goods? We've to gather the evidence to send him to prison." However, there was a stir of an emotion in Rachel's eyes. "I don't want to see my friend succumb to corruption, though. I'll ask him in person after returning from Baybrook."

Upon hearing that, Jolly said, "Don't you worry. I'll dig up every piece of evidence that I can find. He won't get away from it."