Chapter 113 John was sitting in the backseat of the Maybach. He saw lightning flash across the skies, and his heart trembled a little.
âWes, what happened 17 years ago?â
Wes paused and looked at John from his rearview mirror. âSir, donât you remember?â
âWas it something important?â
âYes. I heard that 17 years ago, Madam was abducted during a stormy night and thrown into an enclosed hut.â
John felt a pang in his heart. He always told himself that Olivia had brought it all upon herself, but he could not stop himself from worrying.
At that moment, it started pouring rain outside the car, and the raindrops were hitting the car like pellets.
John frowned, looked outside once more, and said, âTurn around.â
Wesâ heart jumped for joy. It looked like Sir still cared about Madam.
He quickly turned the car around and sped towards the little hut.
However, before he could reach the hut, John got a phone call from Dorothy.
âJohnny, where did you and Liv go? Itâs raining and thundering out there. Iâm really afraid.â
âIâm in the office. You stay at home, okay?â
âOkay...â
Suddenly, a huge bang, like the sound of something toppling over, was heard, and Dorothy screamed. Then, the phone call ended.
John frowned. He called back frantically, but no one picked up the phone.
âTurn around!â
âSir, but you havenât gotten Madam yet...â
âI said turn around. Donât you understand?â
Wes was frightened by the look in Johnâs eyes and quickly turned around. âWhere are we going?â
âTo the Cliffside Villa.â
Once Wes heard their destination, he knew that it was Dorothy b*tch playing tricks once again.
Even he could see it clearly, so why could Sir and Young Master lan not see that?
Dorothy Ellis was clearly the problem. Madam was such a kind person. How was it possible for her to do all those outrageous things?
âWhat about Madam...â
âIgnore her. She wonât get wet inside the hut, and she wonât die even if she doesnât eat or drink for a while. Weâll first take a look at Dolly. Something might have happened in the Cliffside Villa.â
Wes still wanted to say something, but all his words were stuck inside his throat.
Hang in there, Madam!
The car sped towards Cliffside Villa, but there was an unknown frustration in Johnâs heart.
He should go check on Dolly. She saved her life, so how could he forgive himself if anything happened to her?
However, Oliviaâs shriek of despair kept repeating in his head. âI hate you, John Freeman!â
He had been torturing her all this while, but it seemed like he was very scared of her no longer loving him and hating him.
No. How could she really hate him?
17 years. It had been 17 years. How was it possible that she could let him go?
Even if he had forgotten.
At the same time, a car stopped right outside the little hut. Zyla ran out in the rain to see that the locks on the door had been fortified. She could not yank the door open, nor could she smash the locks.
She banged on the door frantically and yelled, âSis Liv, can you hear me?â
There was no response inside.
Zyla panicked. The rain was getting heavier, and with the thunder and lightning going on, she was afraid as well. However, when she remembered that Olivia was still locked inside, she could not care less about being soaking wet. She kept trying to pick the lock.
You have to be okay, Sis Liv!
Suddenly, her phone rang. It was Zac.
âMr. Quinton.â
Zac had just got down from the plane and saw that it was raining. He was a little worried. âWhere are you?â
âMr. Quinton, something happened to Sis Liv. Come quick! Sheâs been locked inside a little black hut, and I canât open the lock...â
She was so worried she nearly cried. Her feet stomped on the ground. âCome quick! I canât open the lock. Sis Liv is afraid of the dark...â
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