The voice on the phone was very familiar.
Ivana guessed imdiately that it was Richie.
"Don’t harm my son, I’m coming right now. The one who offended you is , I’ll accept your punishnt." Her voice trembled, fear wrapping around her heart like vines, suffocating her.
"Alright, I’ll wait for you." Richie’s voice was cheerful.
He hung up the phone.
Ivana’s face turned pale as she quickly dressed and ran out.
"Madam, where are you going?"
The housemaid saw Ivana running out in a panic and hurried after her to ask.
But Ivana seed not to hear, she went straight to the garage, started the luxury car, and sped out of the villa like an arrow.
Yasai is a suburb of Ravenswood, very close to the sea.
Ivana drove fast, reaching Yasai without overti, in just fifteen minutes.
However.
She searched around but couldn’t find "Number 9 Yasai". Almost twenty minutes had passed.
Ivana was so anxious she was about to cry. She picked up the phone and dialed Timmy Monroe’s number.
But the other side seed to be testing her patience, delaying in answering.
Ivana bit her lip, so anxious she was going mad, answer the phone! Why aren’t you answering? Timmy... you must be alright.
Just as the ringtone was about to end, the other side finally answered the phone.
"I’m already at Yasai, but I can’t find Number 9. Please don’t hurt my son, I’m begging you..." Ivana said, her voice choked with sobs.
By this ti, tears were already sliding down her cheeks.
She was terrified, afraid that Richie would harm Timmy Monroe.
Richie said nothing.
Unable to hear a response, Ivana beca even more frantic.
"Can you hear ? Answer !"
"Yes."
Richie’s voice finally ca through the phone.
Ivana, as if grabbing onto a lifeline, said urgently, "I’m at Yasai. My car is red, parked by the side of XX road. Please don’t harm Timmy, he’s innocent, I’m the one who made the mistake, it’s all my fault."
"I see your car, get out." Richie said in a low voice.
Ivana imdiately got out of the car. The streetlights at night shone on her. Richie could clearly see that she was only wearing a dress, her fair and slender legs exposed, and it was almost winter, the night was very cold, yet she seed to feel no chill, her eyes darting around as if searching for him.
Richie frowned, she ca out like this, isn’t she cold?
Richie suddenly had an incredulous thought, wanting to give her his jacket.
"Mommy, Mommy..."
Timmy Monroe climbed onto the car window, and seeing Ivana outside, his clear eyes were full of worry and anxiety.
Mommy shouldn’t have co.
Ivana’s gaze turned to Richie’s car, and his fingers trembled slightly, feeling an indescribable sensation.
"Is there a car parked next to you? I see it, I’m coming over now."
Ivana, holding her phone, ran towards Richie’s car.
Richie pursed his lips, saying nothing.
Seeing Ivana run over, unfortunately, she ran in the wrong direction, heading towards Thunder, Wind, and Flash’s car. Richie suddenly opened the car door and went down.
Thunder rolled down the car window, looking at the thinly dressed, teary-eyed Ivana, he felt a bit of pity, this woman was too pitiful.
"Don’t cry! We didn’t harm your child."
Thunder took out a tissue and extended it out of the car, offering it to Ivana.
Ivana didn’t take it. She sensed soone approaching, turned her head, and saw Richie wearing a mask. She dropped the phone and grabbed his arms as if afraid he would run away.
"Where is my son? Where is he?"
Richie didn’t touch her hands, but he could feel her coldness. Wearing so little, how could she not be cold?
"He’s in my car."
Upon hearing this, Ivana released Richie’s arms and was about to run to the car in front when Richie suddenly grabbed her hand.
Thunder and Wind, sitting in the front, watching the scene outside, their mouths opened wide enough to fit an egg.
"The boss voluntarily held a woman’s hand?" Thunder.
"I wasn’t wrong; the boss does like her." Wind.
"Haha... the boss has fallen..." Flash.
Richie’s hand was warm, but Ivana’s face was ghastly pale, feeling no warmth at all, only cold.
Ivana didn’t struggle, like fish on a chopping board.
"Release him, do what you want with ." As long as Timmy was safe, even if she died, it would be worth it.
"Do what I want with you?" These words could make Richie daydream, but Ivana’s expression of resolve made him feel uncomfortable.
His heart, he figured, was sick again.
"Yes." Ivana nodded.
Richie said nothing, pulling Ivana along, who was like a puppet. Richie opened the car door and released Timmy.
"Mommy."
"Timmy."
Seeing her son, Ivana "ca to life" again. She bent down and picked Timmy up, both mother and son crying together.
Richie held his forehead, the pair now looking as if they were parting in life and death.
Annoyed by the crying, Richie said, "Stop crying. I’m not going to do anything to you. You can go!"
Ivana and Timmy imdiately stopped crying.
The mother and son both looked at Richie, their crying was quite severe, both of their eyes were red.
"Are you really letting us go?" Ivana’s voice choked.
"Uncle Boss, are you sure?" Timmy also choked.
Looking at their pitiful expressions, Richie had the urge to embrace them and offer comfort.
"Go! Before I change my mind."
He was sick, needed to get treatnt in the hospital, and after getting better, he would punish Ivana.
As soon as Richie finished speaking.
Ivana took Timmy and turned around to run.
Richie: "..."
It wasn’t until after the mother and son had been gone for a while that Richie slowly ca back to himself.
The next day.
Old Master Qin received a phone call, and after listening, he furiously threw the phone on the ground, shaking uncontrollably.
"Grandpa, what’s wrong?"
Julia Sinclair ca to Old Master Qin’s side, asking while extending a hand to soothe him.
"That damn Umbra Organization, they went back on their word, absolutely no professional ethics." He had thought that with The Umbra Organization taking action, he could wait at ho for news of the enemy’s demise, but unexpectedly, The Umbra Organization had pulled this stunt on him.
Old Master Qin was so angry he could vomit blood, and Julia’s face changed dramatically, equally enraged to the point of wanting to vomit blood.
Julia imdiately thought of Leon Keane, could it be that Leon Keane offered The Umbra Organization more money, so they abandoned the mission?
Julia felt extrely unbalanced, suddenly her eyes reddened: "Grandpa, we can’t let go of the enemy who hard Jack, we must find a way to avenge Jack."
Old Master Qin, thinking of his beloved grandson, felt tornted, declaring with hatred, "Even if I have to give up this old life, I will kill Ivana."
Julia’s eyes twitched slightly and said, "Grandpa, I’ve heard that the death row inmates in prison are mostly heinous criminals. As long as you find a way to release them, they would beco your dead n."
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