Chapter 747: Chapter 747 Aggressive_1
Yolanda Sumrs had a pleasing appearance, and while not strikingly stunning, she knew how to dress up, always giving off a refined and delicate beauty.
Having recently stayed at ho to take care of her health, her slightly pale face added a touch of vulnerable charm. Draped over her was a long tassel snowflake shawl, which swayed with movent, further accentuating her graceful figure.
On one side stood an aggressive, wealthy matron, and on the other, a weak and pitiful beauty, sickly and endearing. The balance of sympathy among the onlookers largely tilted toward Yolanda.
It didn’t help that Mrs. Fowler had barged in so furiously, earning herself aversion from onlookers.
Yolanda said, “You’ve really misunderstood ! In light of the current situation, you should call the police right away!”
“We can’t call the police!” one of the won from the Fowler family said anxiously, “The kidnappers will kill the hostage!”
Mrs. Fowler still glared at Yolanda with venom, “It must be you, it has to be you who did it, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence? My son has been asked out by you several tis, and he never went, but this one ti he did, he gets kidnapped!”
“I really didn’t ask Sheldon out!” Yolanda’s face showed urgent concern, “Besides, why would I abduct him?”
“Because you’re pregnant! You want to pin the baby on my son!” Mrs. Fowler’s gaze fell on Yolanda’s abdon, her eyes cold and accusing, “Even if you’re trying to hide it with a shawl, don’t think you can cover up the disgrace! You vile woman! —”
She lunged at Yolanda, violently ripping away her shawl!
The tassels ford a large arc as they were swept up, and beneath the shawl was a champagne-colored dress. Her belly flat, her waist easy to encircle with a hand, she bore the delicate tenderness of a young girl, with no sign of pregnancy in sight.
Mrs. Fowler’s eyes widened in surprise!
Yolanda was clearly three and a half months pregnant. Naturally slim, she should have shown more easily, so why wasn’t there any sign of a baby bump?!
Could it be that her previous claims of pregnancy, asking Sheldon to take responsibility, were all deceitful lies?
This sly woman!
Mrs. Fowler was furious.
Yolanda, her shawl torn away publicly, wept pitifully, “Mrs. Fowler, why must you humiliate like this… ”
The crowd began to condemn Mrs. Fowler.
“We should be thinking about how to rescue Young Master Fowler, not harassing soone’s daughter here.”
“Exactly! I say, call the police right away!…”
Dylan Sumrs felt this was the perfect mont. He straightened his tie, assuming the host’s authority, and commanded, “Mrs. Fowler, I won’t stoop to arguing with a woman, but your wanton defamation of my daughter’s reputation requires you to leave imdiately. You are not welco here.”
Mrs. Fowler refused to go.
She was convinced of Yolanda’s treachery and sure that her son’s kidnapping had everything to do with Yolanda!
Then, the previously silent Purple Sumrs spoke up, “Young Master Fowler has been kidnapped? How strange, just this morning I heard soone say they saw him at Walker Entertainnt City.”
“How can you all be so heartless?!” An unrestrained rage erupted from Mrs. Fowler, lumping Purple together with Yolanda as cut from the sa cloth, “My son has been abducted, and you’re here making insensitive remarks!”
“You don’t need to worry, whether Young Master Fowler is at Walker Entertainnt City is easy to check with a phone call,” Purple said expressionlessly, taking out her phone and dialing a number.
Mrs. Fowler watched her coldly.
“Did a guest nad Sheldon visit today? …Yes, he should be regarded as a regular.” Purple spoke on the phone, nodding occasionally, “Alright, thank you.”
Purple looked up at Mrs. Fowler and said, “Sheldon is in the hotel at Walker Entertainnt City, room number 2032, registered under his bodyguard’s na. Mrs. Fowler, you should go there to find your son.”
Mrs. Fowler laughed bitterly in rage, “Who knows what cat or dog you called up, and I am supposed to believe you? Ms. Sumrs, are you performing a monologue?”
Purple watched her quietly, allowing Mrs. Fowler to finish before continuing, “I called the steward of the Entertainnt City. He even gave an interesting piece of news: Young Master Fowler has recently racked up quite a gambling debt at the casino, roughly the sa amount as the ransom for a kidnapping.”
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