Day Eighty-Seven…
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Vincent returned ho as soon as he heard that Mia had run away from ho. Phoenix and Jane went out to search for her. But to no avail, they didn't see her. Phoenix mobilized Vincent's n to continue the search with them. "Lady Jane, Boss Vincent returned ho. He wants to see you. Go back first. I will continue searching for Mia." Phoenix advised Jane to return ho.
Jane shook her head. "I will not return until I find Mia." She felt responsible for this so she didn't want to stop looking for Mia.
Phoenix heaved a deep sigh. Jane was so stubborn. She wouldn't listen to him. In the end, all he could do was inform Vincent about it.
Since Jane didn't want to go back, Vincent decided to go there and et Jane. It did not take long before Vincent arrived. He imdiately approached her.
"Jane, what happened? Why did Mia run away?" Vincent asked her.
"It's my fault. She overheard our conversation." Jane answered truthfully.
Vincent rubbed the space in between his eyebrows when he heard that. "Mia is your daughter. You have to believe ."
Jane narrowed her eyes on Vincent. "Then how would you explain my dical records and the ultrasound result?"
Vincent was about to say sothing when he received a phone call from an unregistered number. He picked it up and answered the call only to be surprised to hear Monica's voice from the other line.
"I can't believe it, Vincent. You lied to Phantomflake that Mia is her child just to marry her. Well… I won't allow you to have her. You are mine, Vincent. Just mine alone. Always rember that."
Vincent's expression darkened. He knew it. Monica had sothing to do with this. She was trying to sabotage his marriage.
"Stop it, Monica. We are done."
But Monica let out a sarcastic laugh. "You are wrong, Vincent. We are not done. I'll show you that you chose the wrong woman. Phantomflake will never be yours. I will make sure of that. Just wait. She will not marry you." Monica threatened him.
Vincent wouldn't back down. "Don't you dare hurt her! I'll never forgive you, Monica. I'm giving you one last chance. Don't test my patience. I already have enough of your antics." Vincent spat back at her.
Monica didn't sound affected at all. She kept laughing maniacally like a devil. Vincent had a bad feeling about this. He could tell that Monica was up to sothing. Without waiting for him to say another word, Monica ended the call.
"Boss! I got a ssage from your butler. Mia is back at ho." Phoenix inford him.
Jane and Vincent didn't waste any more ti as they both headed back to the villa.
At the villa…
Mia alighted from the car, thanking the Sparks Family Driver. The butler imdiately approached her with a worried expression on his face.
"Young mistress! You made us worried sick. Where did you go? Your mother and father had been looking for you! Don't do that again."
"Young mistress! You made us worried sick. Where did you go? Your mother and father had been looking for you! Don't do that again."
Mia nodded while biting her lower lip. She looked guilty for what she had done.
"Are they mad at ?"
"No! They are not mad. But they are worried about you. Let's go inside first. They are on their way back here." The butler escorted Mia inside the house.
It did not take long before Vincent and Jane arrived. They dashed inside the house, searching for Mia. They saw her silently sitting on the couch.
Mia lifted her head and glanced at them, uncertainty clouding her eyes. She wanted to call Jane "Mommy," but the words caught in her throat. The truth weighed heavily on her heart—Jane wasn't her mother.
Despite knowing this, Jane rushed forward and enveloped Mia in a tight embrace. "I'm so sorry, Mia. I'm so, so sorry."
The mont Mia felt Jane's warmth, the dam broke. Tears stread down her cheeks, and she sobbed uncontrollably, unable to hold back the flood of emotions.
Vincent, on the other hand, just stood frozen in his spot, clenching his fists while watching Jane and Mia. He blad Monica for this. She was the reason for this conflict, If Monica hadn't said anything then this wouldn't have happened.
After a few seconds, Vincent turned around to leave, summoning Phoenix into his study room.
"Boss, what is it?" Phoenix asked him.
With a cold look on his face, Vincent responded, "Look for Monica. I want her out of this country as soon as possible! Make sure that she won't do anything to stop my wedding. Mobilize our elite n to do this mission with you. Failure is not an option. Do it fast!"
"Okay, Boss. I understand. I will do my best to locate her. Don't worry too much." Phoenix reassured him.
But Vincent couldn't shake the uneasiness growing inside him. As long as Monica was out there, lurking in the shadows, he knew peace would remain elusive.
She was like a ticking ti bomb, her very existence a threat that could explode at any mont, unraveling everything he had worked to protect. The thought of her plotting, biding her ti, kept him on edge, a constant reminder that danger was never far away. He had to find her before she could strike again.
Little did he know, Monica had started to move. He could no longer stop her since Monica was in her desperate mode as well. She would do anything to succeed. She only had one thing left to do– to contact Jane without letting Vincent know. Monica found the ans to do it– Ethan's phone was in her possession right now.
"Hmm, so I can contact Phantomflake by calling Mia's number. What a perfect opportunity for ! Things are going my way! Let's see if Mia managed to return ho. If not for this young boy, I would have captured her as well."
Monica sent a ssage to Mia's number, checking out if she was already with Jane.
[ Mia, have you escaped safely? Did you return ho? Is your mommy with you? If she's with you, give this phone to her and tell her to call . I need her help. ]
Monica pretended to be Ethan.
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