Justin sat up unconsciously and straightened up. He lowered his voice and indicated, âSpeak.â
Sean said, âThat little clinic only had one doctor when Miss Smith gave birth. After that, the doctor went overseas for further study and hasnât been back in the country since. I checked his family background and found out that he was not married then. Both his parents are dead, so he no longer has any family.â
Sean then paused and said, âDuring my research, I discovered that Miss Smith had already sent someone to look for him when he was living abroad. After returning to the country, she had looked for him again. She was probably looking for the little gentleman at the time, but she couldnât find the doctor.â
Nora had told him all that over the phone.
Nora would definitely approach the problem from different angles when looking for her son. However, despite her skills, she still hadnât managed to find the man. This showed that the man had hidden himself very well.
Justinâs long, slender fingers tapped the couch.
Lawrence became anxious. âWhat are you doing, you canât even find a doctor from a small clinic?â
gⱯlnÏνððsâ¤com is your storytelling haven Sean looked at him silently and said nothing. Lawrence lifted his chin, looked at Justin, and asked, âChief, what should we do?â
Justin suddenly said, âWe canât find him, but Iâm sure thereâs someone else we can ask.â
Lawrence asked, âWho?â
Sean seemed to understand something. He nodded and said, âYouâre right. Iâll send some men out to look for him right now.â
Lawrence: â?â
After saying that, Sean walked out.
Lawrence immediately looked at Justin. âChief, who are you looking for?â
Justin looked at him blankly. Then, he replied, âHenry Smith.â
When Lawrence heard this, he suddenly realized something. âHeâs right! Henry Smith watched all of Miss Smithâs childbirth, So he must know how many children she gave birth to! Why hadnât he thought of that? After his wife and daughter betrayed him, he didnât even have money to buy a plane ticket home. Our men plotted and turned him into a beggar, so now he must remain under our surveillance! We just have to find him and weâll know what we want to know.â
Justin listened to him prattle on and on. Then he nodded. âYes, youâre right.â Lawrence touched his head. âI also think Iâm pretty smart. To think I understood the bossâs thoughts right away.â He completely forgot that Sean had immediately understood what Justin meant with a single sentence from him, and by then heâd already gone off to get things done.
Justin looked at Lawrence with disdain. Then he asked, âHowâs that person in the basement?â
Lawrence, who had just underperformed next to Sean, was only thinking about proving himself. At Justinâs question, he was quick to reply, âDonât worry, boss, our men are watching her. We wonât let her get away. Weâve also given her a phone so she can contact her people overseas. Sheâs been making frequent calls almost every day and begging her brother to send the boy here.â
âOh,â Justin said.
Just as he got up and was about to leave, Lawrence suddenly asked, âBoss, itâs been almost three days now. Are you really not going to give him food?â
Since that day, Ruth had been locked in the basement. Justin had also left instructions prohibiting anyone from giving her food.
The basement had a bathroom with water.
However, there was nothing to eat there. Ruth had already asked for food several times in the last few days.
It had been three whole days. She was about to starve to death.
Lawrence was also afraid that she was really starving. That was why he had asked her.
Unexpectedly, Justin replied coolly, âHe wonât starve to death. Of course, if the child doesnât come back in ten days, then it wonât matter if he starves.â
If Trueman did not return the child, it would mean that he did not care in the least whether Ruth lived or died.
In that case, why should he care?
Lawrence swallowed hard. He sensed there was a murderous intent in his bossâs voice when he said that. Only then did he realize that this time his boss had really been angry.
His boss rarely got really angry. After all, he could solve any problem with a simple wave of his hand. For him to get so angry this time? Surely it wasnât because Ruthâs existence had made Miss Smith jealous, was it?
Lawrence felt like heâd figured something out.
Justin didnât bother going to the basement. Or rather, the sight of Ruth disgusted him, so he didnât want to go. Lawrence, however, had to go.
After all, he had to remind and insist him several times a day to call his people overseas.
When Lawrence went down to the basement, he saw Ruth lying on the floor and eatingâ¦paper towels. She was in a pathetic state. Her hair was greasy and stuck to her face as well as her cheeks sunken in from hunger, which was a little scary. After starving for three days, he had probably lost a few pounds.
Lawrence clapped his hands a couple of times.
Seeing him, Ruth dropped the paper towels in her hand. She stared at Lawrence, her eyes fierce and merciless. She said, âGive me something to eat! My son is about to return to the country. When he does, he will become a Hunt. Even if Mr. Hunt does not give me the status I deserve, he must recognize his son! My son will be the Hunt chief in the future! Lawrence, arenât you afraid that my son will make life difficult for you in the future if you treat me like this?â
Lawrence: â?â
He scoffed and tossed the phone to Ruth. âItâs time for you to make a call. If you want food, weâll talk when your son arrives! Just like you said, heâs a Hunt. If he says the word, who would dare starve you to death?â
Ruth bit her lip, picked up the phone and called Xander.
She had no choice. Trueman had said Xander didnât want to come. She had to respect his will.
Ruthâs eyes flashed with hatred at the thought of this.
Was it necessary to respect his will? He was nothing but a shitty little boy. Heâd been raised for a long time. What was the big deal about making him go back to the States to save her? Shouldnât he do it? That kid was a complete demon!
As he thought about it, he took a deep breath.
The call connected quickly.
Xanderâs devilish voice came through. âAunt Ruth, what do you want this time?â
Ruth startled at the word âauntâ and looked at Lawrence. He quickly lowered his voice and said, âHow many times have I told you? You have to call me mom.â
âTsk, did you give birth to me, why do I have to call you mom?â. Ruth was so angry she yelled, âXander!â.
âIâm still here, you donât have to make so much noise. I can hear you.â
Ruth took a deep breath and suppressed her anger. âXander, be good, hurry up and come save me, okay? Thereâs a lot of fun things to do in America.â
âWow, really?â
Ruth nodded. âYes, yes, of course. If you come here, I can buy you lots of things.â
âOh, I donât need anything. Is there anything else you need? If not, then Iâm hanging up. Besides, Aunt Ruth, donât ever talk about being my mother or whatever again. My mother is the woman who gave birth to me, not you!â
Elsewhere.
Lawrence was eavesdropping on their conversation with a listening device.
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