Chapter 478 Strangers in the Village âAlright, thank you very much.â
Hoyt wanted to say something but stopped himself. He wanted to say, âDonât mention itâ, but he did not manage to utter the words and ran home instead.
He muttered as soon as he arrived at his houseâs entrance, â Mother, where is our bicycle?â
âWhatâs going on?â
Madame Leigh walked out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron. âWhere are you going with the bicycle when itâs almost night?â
Hoyt said, âDonât mind that. I have something to do at the market. Whereâs the bicycle?â
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âItâs in the house. Itâs going to rain heavily tonight, so I keep it indoors to prevent it from rusting.â
Hoyt nodded and went for the bicycle.
Madame Leigh said before he left, âCome home soon! Get your father at the village entrance too, while youâre there so he can come home for dinner earlier!â
âOkay!â
He rode the bicycle to the market in a rush. He crossed the village entrance and found his father standing at the front with two luxurious cars parked next to him.
He got down from the bicycle to approach his father, just when the person in the car got out as well.
He met the manâs cold gaze. The sight of the man left behind a profound impression that could not be ignored in Hoyt, even though the man was wearing a coat over his hospital gown. His entire body exuded an elegant yet oppressive presence.
It appeared as if the man was severely ill, and his face was ghastly pale.
He approached the village head while the man was still talking to the person in the car and asked, âFather, why are there strangers in the village?â
âTheyâre looking for someone.â
âLooking for someone? Who are they looking for?
The village head said while he smoked a pipe, âA woman a little over 20 years old? They claimed that the woman has wounds on her face and looks emaciated.â
Hoytâs mind was alerted, and he hastily asked, âWhy so? Who is that woman to them?â
âIâm not too sure about that.â The village head said, âThey told me about that and sought my help to look for the woman. They claimed that they would pay 72,000 dollars for her safe return.â
â72,000 dollars!?â
Hoyt widened his eyes in surprise. The monetary offer was a large amount in a place like theirs.
âJust a woman is worthy of that handsome reward?â
âPerhaps she is their friend. All in all, you can stroll along the beach when youâre free in the next two days. They claimed that itâs possible for her to be floating on the sea, and they would like her person if she is alive, her corpse if she is dead.â
âAhâ¦â
Other than him and Mrs. Cox, no one else knew about Deirdre.
Firstly, it was due to Mrs. Coxâs remote residence. Secondly, there were few people in the village. The young people were all working in the cities while the elderly people stayed in the village. Very few people would venture to the beach.
Hoyt felt his heart racing, and he took an extra glance at the man in a coat.
He had a cigarette between his fingers, his dark eyes were empty, and his lips were purplish. He was looking around at all times, and when his eyes met Hoytâs, the latter felt the domineering presence of the man and could not help trembling.
âWhat is the relationship between this influential man and the gentle Miss McKinnon?â
Hoytâs mind was a mess with thoughts. He refused to ride the bicycle and was oblivious to Madame Leighâs conversation with him when he returned pushing the bicycle. He lay on the bed under the blanket as soon as he entered the house.
When the village head returned home, Madame Leigh was still muttering, âSomethingâs wrong with him. He rushed over to the market at dusk, and when he returned, he became so distracted and indifferent.â
âDonât mind him. You should take a stroll on the beach in the next two days. We have a guest today claiming toâ¦â
Deirdre was still cooking in the kitchen when Mrs. Cox arrived home late.
She heard the commotion and stuck out her head. âWhy are you home so late today?â
Mrs. Cox was in a great mood. She came to the kitchen, took over Deirdreâs task, and said smilingly, âI foraged many precious things from the mountain today. I should be able to sell them off at a good price, so I will have the money to fund my sonâs wedding in the future.â
Deirdre was happy for her too.