âWhy are you crying? Man up! If you dare to cry again, Iâll deduct half a yearâs salary from you!â
Hearing this, Abel cried even harder.
âMr.
Roberts⦠He was a good man.
He died so young.
And you are being heartless.
Deduct my salary! Iâm devastated! I canât stop crying!â
Seeing the tall, strong man crying like a child, Lucinda shed a few tears as well.
She took a deep breath and said, âIf he didnât return, he could still be alive.
Send more men to search for him! I need to see him, alive or dead!â
âMiss Simmons! I got news!â Leon rushed into the room.
âSonny called.
Can you go home as soon as possible? He said Mr.
Roberts is waiting for you in Bay Villa.
â
âLord! Heâs alive and heâs waiting for us at the villa? Is he hurt?â asked Abel as he sniffed and managed a weak smile.
Lucinda looked at Leon, awaiting his answer.
Leon shook his head.
âI donât know.
Sonny only told me that Mr.
Roberts is waiting for you at the villa.
I suppose that means he returned safely.
â
Lucinda and Abel both breathed a sigh of relief.
âPack up and book the earliest air tickets.
Weâll return to Forden as soon as possible.
â
She wanted to see what was going on with Nathaniel.
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âYes!â
They moved quickly and arranged tickets for the earliest flight to Forden that day.
By the time they arrived at Bay Villa, it was almost evening.
The winter sky was dark and threatened a heavy downpour of rain.
The cold wind blew hard, but it couldnât stop them.
When they entered the villa, Pierre and Sonny were not there.
The house was quiet.
Confused, Lucinda opened the kitchen door.
Cold air blew around her home.
The lights were off, and no one welcomed her or brought her slippers.
âNathaniel?â she called, but no one answered.