Chapter 360: Chapter 329 Like _2
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Daisy Zane glanced at her cell phone. The note there was a chaos. It was the note she had replaced for Holt Lawrence.
She answered the phone and said, “Speak.”
Kevin Clark raised an eyebrow.
Holt Lawrence’s voice was sowhat hollow. Right as he began speaking he said, “Nana, I have sothing to tell you. Don’t get angry.”
“Hmm. Go on.”
“Well, that that ” Holt Lawrence stamred for a mont, then gathered his courage and quickly said, “William Butch attempted suicide. He’s in the hospital now, but he’s been resuscitated. People are watching him around the clock.”
Daisy Zane’s expression suddenly turned cold: “What happened?”
“We’ve been secretly following him. Anyone who attempted to approach him was turned away,” said Holt Lawrence. “But I checked just now. Today oh, it’s past midnight now. Yesterday morning, after William Butch left ho, the Butch family went to visit his grandmother’s house.”
Daisy Zane looked down.
“Our people kept following William Butch, paying no attention to his grandmother’s house,” said Holt Lawrence. “Yesterday evening, after William Butch returned ho, he went out again within two hours. Then took a taxi straight to the beach.”
“He jumped into the sea?”
Kevin Clark looked at Daisy Zane, but he couldn’t hear what was being said on the phone.
“No, he just fell over while he was standing by the sea,” said Holt Lawrence. “Our people imdiately took him to the hospital. A large amount of sedative was detected in his blood. It’s a good thing we got him to the hospital in ti, otherwise we wouldn’t have been able to save him.”
After he finished speaking, Daisy Zane stayed silent for a while before saying, “Keep an eye on him for now.”
“Hmm,” Holt Lawrence replied. “I guess his grandma must have said sothing to him. It’s hard to understand why he would be so desperate. He is just at the pri of his life. He almost lost his future.”
Daisy Zane didn’t listen to him prattling on and just hung up the phone.
Kevin Clark asked, “What happened?”
“William Butch attempted suicide and was hospitalized. He’s stabilized now.”
“I heard Xavier Dominic say sothing about it. His family has a heavy responsibility,” Kevin Clark said. “Perhaps the thoughts that were instilled in him from a young age were problematic ”
Kevin Clark did not finish his words before the phone rang again.
Both of them frowned almost simultaneously.
Kevin Clark was simply annoyed because his words were constantly being interrupted, while Daisy Zane assud it was another call from Holt Lawrence.
But just as she picked up her phone about to hang up, she noticed that it was Wilton Edwards calling.
Daisy Zane imdiately sat up straight and answered the phone: “Uncle Wilton?”
“Miss ” Wilton Edwards could only utter these two words before he was replaced by Gael Easton on the phone, “You brat, where the hell are you? Get back here now! Edward Kirsten’s people have invaded your villa, and Charles Amos is terrified!”
With a bellowing rage, Gael Easton’s voice was so loud that Kevin Clark could hear it clearly.
Daisy Zane imdiately headed for the cloakroom, her voice cold as frost: “How are Charles Amos and Uncle Wilton?”
“Uncle Wilton is fine. Charles Amos is scared. He’s shaking.”
Kevin Clark and Daisy Zane quickly departed, mostly in silence during their journey.
Edward Kirsten’s people had invaded her villa, which ant that Edward Kirsten’s power had been restored. Having already experienced defeat once, this newly ford power could only be stronger than before.
A powerful force lurking in the shadows.
Throughout their journey, Daisy Zane kept recalling familiar images — from the bombing of Edward Kirsten’s base, to their escape from Continent A, down to their life in Continent A.
When she had left Continent A, Charles Amos was only three years old.
Barely old enough to rember anything.
Although Charles Amos hardly rembered life in Continent A, he was terrified of Edward Kirsten.
At that ti, whenever Edward Kirsten approached him, he would cry — his face turning purple, his whole body trembling.
Daisy Zane didn’t know what Edward Kirsten had done to him, but ever since that ti, she kept Edward Kirsten from getting close to him.
As the car drove into the villa, before it could completely co to a stop, Daisy Zane got out.
Being obvious signs of a fight around the villa, Daisy Zane didn’t bother looking closely and went straight into the living room.
In the living room, Uncle Wilton was holding Charles Amos, constantly patting his back.
Gael Easton was pacing in large strides around the room.
As soon as Daisy Zane entered the living room, both Uncle Wilton and Gael Easton looked her way.
But Charles Amos, burying his head in Uncle Wilton’s shoulder, didn’t move.
He only lifted his head when Uncle Wilton stood up and called out “Miss”. Charles Amos then glanced over.
Daisy Zane walked over, holding Charles Amos’s gaze.
Charles Amos’s face was extrely pale, with red-rimd eyes, but he wasn’t crying.
His little hands gripped tightly onto Uncle Wilton’s clothes.
After a few seconds of eye contact, Daisy Zane spoke, her tone light: “Not crying that’s progress.”
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