Iris Harris went to the bank to withdraw the money and handed it over to the Harris family servant, telling him to take it back to the Harris family.
Only then did she drive back to the Hyde Residence.
In the living room, Lady Hyde and Brandan were sitting on the sofa talking. Upon hearing her footsteps, Lady Hyde looked up with red eyes, walked over to Iris Harris, and said, "Oh, how could such a thing happen?"
Iris gently wiped the corner of Lady Hyde’s eyes and whispered, "It’s okay, the money is ready. We can ransom her back tomorrow."
After comforting Lady Hyde, Iris slightly turned her head to look at Brandan, who was sitting on the sofa.
Brandan had a cigarette lit in his hand, his brows furrowed, looking particularly distressed.
She knew he was probably worried about Viola Harris.
He loved her so much, and now with Viola’s fate unknown, how could Brandan not worry?
Iris walked over and said to Brandan, "I’ll go too tomorrow."
Brandan heard her and looked at her, frowning, "Why are you going? To cause trouble?"
Iris looked at him calmly, "Half of the ransom is my money. I want to see Viola return safely."
Brandan seed in no mood to talk to her and coldly said, "Suit yourself."
His impatient attitude made Iris feel sowhat disheartened. Lady Hyde, hearing what she said, worriedly walked over and said to Iris, "Iris, don’t go, your stomach..."
"It’s okay." Iris shook her head and softly said, "Viola is my sister. I have to see her return safely."
No matter how much conflict there was with Viola, life was at stake, and she was still worried about her.
Lady Hyde looked at her expression and knew she was worried about Viola. Even though the two sisters did not get along, they had grown up together, and Iris still had feelings for her.
"Be careful."
Lady Hyde didn’t say much, just nodded.
After all, it’s just a ransom, and the money is ready. There shouldn’t be any danger, so Lady Hyde felt sowhat relieved.
"Okay."
Iris responded, glanced again at Brandan, who was sitting on the sofa with his brows furrowed, and silently withdrew her gaze and went upstairs.
Iris stood on the balcony, looking at the distant sky, placing her hand on her abdon, and sighed softly.
She had given almost all her money.
She didn’t know what to do in the future.
Emigrating requires a lot of money, not to ntion the child’s education expenses in the future.
But she didn’t regret it. Saving Viola was worth it, money can be earned later, but life is only once.
The night fell with a hazy veil, and Iris looked at the dark sky feeling as if the night was as cool as water, her mood exceptionally calm.
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One night passed in the blink of an eye.
Iris opened her eyes, glanced at the ti, and imdiately got up from the bed. After changing clothes and brushing her teeth and face in the bathroom, she went downstairs.
Brandan was already ready, standing by his car, dressed in casual white attire, stood tall in the morning light. His face seed to reflect a faint golden glow in the sunlight, exceptionally handso and attractive.
Iris walked over and said to him, "I’ll go with you."
Brandan looked at her but said nothing and just got into the car.
Iris quickly sat in the passenger seat, watching as Brandan started the engine. The black Cayenne quickly left the courtyard and sped onto the street.
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