"Bang!"
The door was knocked open, twisted and askew.
The footsteps of three people ca in chaotically together, Vivian Sinclair dared not move, sitting in the wardrobe.
Although there were water stains on her, she intentionally lingered in every corner of the room, so the water stains in front of the wardrobe should not draw special attention.
Moreover, she made her coat appear as if it was torn outward by the wind.
She hoped these illusions would temporarily confuse them and delay ti sufficiently.
Soon, Nanny Bell’s exclamation ca from the direction of the window: "This is the Young Madam’s coat!"
Lillian Rivers: "Did that little wretch climb out the window again?"
But where was Vivian Sinclair’s figure on the outer wall?
Lillian Rivers quickly analyzed: "Did she lead us up here to distract our attention and delay our ti so she could climb out and escape?"
Austin Grant: "No."
"She is a cunning and smart woman!"
"Absolutely not that simple."
Moreover, he just heard her speaking inside the room.
To whom was she speaking?
She...
Austin Grant quickly realized the phone he left on the bedside table was gone!
His expression changed, and he imdiately asked Lillian Rivers to bring the phone.
After dialing his phone, there was no ringing in the room.
Austin Grant began searching everywhere, even standing in front of the wardrobe.
Just as he was about to open the wardrobe to look, Nanny Bell saw a light in the garden: "Look quickly, there’s a light, could it be the young master’s phone?"
Nanny Bell ran downstairs, rushing into the rain again.
Once she found Austin Grant’s phone, she imdiately shouted: "Madam—it’s really the young master’s phone!"
Why was Austin’s phone in the garden?
Did Vivian Sinclair run with Austin’s phone, and then drop it in the garden?
Lillian Rivers couldn’t figure out what trick Vivian Sinclair was playing.
This evening, Vivian Sinclair had already exhausted them by running up and down, Lillian Rivers’ heart was already filled with hatred for Vivian Sinclair.
But if she climbed out the window again, why was her trace gone so quickly?
The rain was so loud, Lillian Rivers simply called Nanny Bell: "Nanny Bell, search the garden thoroughly!"
"The flowers, the corners, search them carefully! Don’t miss a single spot!"
"Alive we see her, dead we find her corpse."
"Anyway, she’s at the ti when she should be showing red, even if she ran, she won’t get far—"
Lillian Rivers inadvertently spoke out, then suddenly realized Austin Grant was in front of her, imdiately pausing her words.
However, Austin Grant had already heard.
"Mom, what do you an ’should be showing red’... what do you an by this?"
Austin Grant looked at his mother with suspicion, and took a step closer to her.
Lillian Rivers hurriedly explained: "I’m only afraid she might have exhausted herself tonight, and well, she might have lost the child because of herself."
"Moreover, if she has already fallen downstairs, can the child still be saved?"
"Austin, Mom ans nothing else."
Lillian Rivers finished speaking, a little afraid to et her son’s gaze, but Austin Grant’s heart sank heavily.
"You—"
He was about to ask sothing else when suddenly the sound of an alarm rang outside the villa door.
For a mont, mother and son exchanged a glance, both inwardly realizing sothing was wrong.
When Austin Grant and Lillian Rivers went to the entrance to deal with the police, Vivian Sinclair finally ca out of the wardrobe.
She did not hesitate, quickly left Austin Grant’s room, then went downstairs directly.
Vivian Sinclair followed out the entrance, and before reaching the main door, she heard Austin Grant’s voice.
"My wife is ntally unstable during her pregnancy."
"So she used my phone to call the police. Look, she even broke my phone."
"Now she’s hiding at ho, and we’re looking for her. The whole family has been exhausted by her, we are powerless."
"Really sorry to bother you, comrades, we apologize for the trouble."
"This is my business card, if there are any further issues, I will be responsible for every word I’ve said tonight."
As Austin Grant handed out his business card, the police recognized his identity.
"So it’s President Grant of The Grant Group."
"It appears it’s really a misunderstanding."
"We hope after you find Mrs. Grant, you will call us imdiately, otherwise we would need to follow up."
After the police took a glimpse inside, they left.
Vivian Sinclair could only quickly turn around and hide behind the trees again.
She didn’t expect such an outco even with the police arriving.
Bla her naive self, forgetting The Grant Family’s status in the entire Ardis city was not what it used to be.
Moreover, Austin Grant was too good at pretending!
His hypocritical few words easily disrupted Vivian Sinclair’s outward plea for help.
At this mont, Vivian Sinclair’s heart was greatly disappointed.
However, she still had a backup plan.
Zoe Monroe was also about to arrive.
But rely hiding under the tree was not a long-term plan.
Returning indoors was no longer an option.
This villa seed to have surveillance caras installed everywhere; even if she sneaked back inside, she would be found easily.
Hence, only the garden still possibly had so blind spots to evade surveillance.
Vivian Sinclair looked towards the bushes and silently crouched down and crawled over.
Austin Grant also thought of the surveillance.
Once he returned to check, he discovered Vivian Sinclair had just been hiding in his bedroom.
Austin Grant was both angry and amused.
"Good, you really are my wife."
"In the past, I truly underestimated you."
"Now, the surprises you give are getting bigger!"
Though he gritted his teeth, a different, complex feeling arose in his heart.
It seed life was becoming more interesting!
Austin knew from the surveillance that Vivian had left the hallway and gone to the garden.
But the garden was so large, and the night was pitch black, making it difficult to find soone in the rain.
Austin walked slowly through the garden with an umbrella, searching with a flashlight and calling out, "Vivian."
"Be careful not to catch a cold in the rain."
"If not for yourself, think about the children."
"Haven’t you always wanted to be a mother, to have our children?"
"Co out, I won’t bla you for tonight."
"I know I scared you, and I was too hasty. As long as you’re willing to co out, I’ll give you anything you want."
"Not coming out yet?"
The flashlight illuminated every corner, but unfortunately, there was no trace of Vivian.
Austin had no idea that Vivian had already crawled through the bushes to a blind spot in the surveillance and then slipped into the kitchen.
Vivian was currently hiding in the kitchen, rummaging through the fridge and frantically replenishing her energy in the corner.
However, before she could swallow the food in her mouth, Lillian suddenly instructed Nanny Bell, "Go to the kitchen and make so ginger soup."
The kitchen floor was covered in water stains; anyone entering would imdiately notice sothing was wrong.
In an instant, Vivian pressed herself against the corner, not daring to move.
Just as Nanny Bell was about to enter and Vivian had nowhere to hide, the doorbell started ringing frantically again.
Nanny Bell had to turn around to answer the door first.
Vivian took this opportunity to slip out of the kitchen once more.
This ti, she didn’t forget to grab a waterproof apron and tie it around her head.
From her blind spot, she could just see Nanny Bell opening the door.
"Who are you—"
Zoe Monroe pushed Nanny Bell aside, causing her to stumble and fall to the ground.
"Get out of the way!"
"Austin! Austin—"
Zoe Monroe finally arrived, just as Vivian had hoped!
Vivian had never been so grateful for Zoe’s presence.
On hearing Zoe’s voice, Austin imdiately walked over with his umbrella, "Zoe? Why are you here?"
As soon as Zoe saw Austin, she ran over with grievance and threw herself into his arms.
"Austin, don’t you want anymore?"
"Why did you secretly hide Vivian here? And why could she use your phone to ssage ?"
"Austin, you kept these things from . Are you planning to hide her away here? I can overlook what she did to before, but you can’t deceive for her!"
Zoe cried like a rain-soaked pear blossom.
Since receiving that WeChat ssage, Zoe had been extrely uneasy.
No matter how much she ssaged or called Austin, there was no response, prompting her to rush over by taxi imdiately.
At this mont, she had rushed over without even using an umbrella, soaked by the rain and truly pitiful to behold.
Austin really hadn’t expected Vivian to have contacted Zoe!
What exactly was she trying to do?
Wasn’t tonight chaotic enough already?
But looking at Zoe’s pitiful, shivering appearance from the rain, Austin could only tenderly wipe away her tears, "What nonsense are you saying?"
"Let’s go inside first before we talk."
However, as Austin was about to step into the hallway with Zoe, Lillian blocked them.
"What are you here for?"
"Miss Monroe, you’re not welco here tonight; you should just go back."
Lillian was confident that Vivian would soon be eliminated, so she no longer wanted to put on a friendly face for Zoe.
She didn’t want Vivian, and certainly didn’t want Zoe, whom she saw as a re pawn.
She couldn’t believe Zoe thought she actually mattered.
Faced with this sudden coldness, Zoe was bewildered, "Aunt... I..."
Austin was also unsatisfied with his mother’s attitude, "Mom, what’s this about? Didn’t you just praise Zoe for being kind and sensible at our last al together?"
Lillian replied, "Can’t you tell what night it is tonight?"
"We still haven’t found Vivian yet, what are you bringing her inside for?"
"Isn’t it chaotic enough already?"
By now, the illegitimate child in Vivian’s belly should have been lost.
But there was no sound at all.
The whole mansion couldn’t find a trace of Vivian.
Lillian suspected if Vivian had died in so corner of the garden.
Otherwise, why hadn’t there been a single groan?
If she really died in the garden with a dead child in her belly, would the forensic examination reveal she took abortion pills?
Lillian was now in a ss of emotions, feeling worried and scared.
She was even less willing to see Zoe appear here.
Because her presence would only make matters more complicated!
Austin would not heed his mother’s overbearing nature.
He squeezed into the living room with Zoe, "Vivian needs to be found, but Zoe is equally important."
Lillian was so furious her face turned bluish, she didn’t understand how she had raised such a troubleso son!
At this mont, Nanny Bell finally hobbled back into the hallway, holding her backside painfully.
Lillian questioned, "Why did you just return? Wait, who was it unlocking the door just now?"
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