Ch. 241..245: Begging For A Reconciliation Chapter 241-245

Chapter 241 Beautiful Sister

All Jackson wanted was to climb to an optimum position.

“Once it’s settled, Han will be handed to you to sort out."

"Let him off."

Shawn was interrupted by Jackson's last words, and an enemy’s friend was his friend.

For Jackson, everything regarding the past of Han Howard he could forget. But, it would be a different issue when it was his life and his company. Both had to be his.

Jackson relaxed his wrist and suppressed his discontent as he held out his hand.

“I look forward to working with you.”

Shawn held his hand and replied with a smile.

Jackson gritted his teeth and said, “I’ve another request, do me a favor for a fake country exit as I’m chased after by both the police and the triads.”

Han had marred Jackson’s previous network, and Jackson had to ask for help, although it was simply a fake country exit.

Shawn stared at the men beside him. He then motioned them to leave the underground.

Leah was in the limelight once Han brought her to the office. The people were so curious about Han bringing back Leah because she was being kicked out by Molly, with two hundred million dollars in liquidated damages.

At the CEO’s office, Han pointed at the couch and signaled Leah to sit down.

“Sit here to accompany me.” Leah was dazed and inquired, “just as simple as that?”

Initially, it was Leah's thought that Han would have given her some work to do, but he never expected she was merely required to accompany him.

“Yes.”

Han was sitting and flipping through the files at the working desk.

Having glared at the solemn-looking Han not far, Leah was thinking about the purpose for Han wanting her as a companion.

Han was efficient as he finished reading through the pile of files in just two hours.

He raised his eyes, stared at Leah, who was reading the magazine, twisted his mouth, and said, “Let's go.” Han picked up his suit jacket on the chair when he said it.

“Mr. Howard, there’s news on Jackson.”

Ben rushed to Han's office after receiving the message from customs. He knew it was Han's wish to

bring Jackson to justice, so he could not hesitate even a split second to avoid a miss.

“Wait for me in the car.” Han gazed coldly.

Leah turned around and left the office.

“Why did you act so reckless?” Han scolded in a cold tone.

Ben, in a hurry, had forgotten the office rules. He glowered and dared to look at him not until Han broke the silence with a cold voice. “Tell me.”

Ben, in a hurry, had forgotten the office rules. He glowered and dared to look at him not until Han broke the silence with a cold voice. “Tell me.”

“Jackson was out overseas last week according to the custom.”

“Okay, got it.” Han was emotionless.

Han thought inwardly that Han’s capability exceeded his imagination, and he had undermined Jackson that he managed to get out of the country, even if he was in such a situation.

Leah found Han’s car in the basement parking lot, but she was distracted by the noise before she could get in the car.

At this time, a man was holding a candy and wandered in front of Shawn, and he said, “Do you want to follow me? If you do, I’ll buy you a lot of this candy.”

Shawn blanked momentarily, biting his lower lip as if he was considering the man’s inquiry.

“But Mr. Carling said I couldn’t go with the stranger.”

“Do you want candy then?” The man murmured hesitantly.

Leah paused in her actions as she opened the car door. Standing opposite Shawn was the man with a creepy gaze and a terrifying-looking scar on his face; he didn’t seem like a good guy.

If the man took Shawn, with his current level of intelligence, he wouldn’t be able to protect himself.

From Shawn’s corner of his eye, he was aware of Leah’s presence, and he then tagged the man behind. “I’ll follow you, but you must buy me the candy.”

“You’re an idiot.” The man scoffed and handed the candy to Shawn.

Having seen that, Leah yelled, “Shawn, where are you going?!”

Shawn stopped in his tracks, and his puzzled glare fell on Leah. He twitched the corners of his mouth and flashed a pleasant smile.

“Why are you here, Beautiful Sister?”

Shawn shielded behind Leah, looked at the man sternly, and said, “I’ve just reported to the police. Will you leave it now?

“Damn it!” The man scolded in a low tone and ran out of the basement parking.

“My candy, my candy!” Shawn wanted to follow after the man’s shadow.

“Stop it. I’ll have Mr. Carling buy you candy.” Leah was quick in pulling Shawn.

Mr. Carling always tagged with Shawn from the last incident, but why today…

“Why are you alone, Shawn?” Leah knitted her brows and scanned the surroundings.

Shawn’s cold gaze quickly brushed Leah, and he returned a sincere smile when Leah's eyes met his.

“Mr. Carling is in a discussion upstairs. I come down because I’m bored.”

Leah released Shawn’s arm hesitantly and warned. “Don’t run around next time.” She disliked Shawn, but her heart softened when facing this situation.

“Yes, my Beautiful Sister.” Shawn held Leah’s hand, and he was leaning against her.

At this time, Han stepped out of the elevator; frustrated when he saw them both sticking together, he quickened his steps.

“What’re you both doing?”

Shawn adapted perfectly to the advantage of the situation, and he fell to the ground, slightly trembling.

“Beautiful Sister, I’m scared, I’m scared.”

But to Leah’s sympathy, she took Shawn up. Leah was worried Han would vent his anger on Shawn, and she explained to Han that they met by coincidence.

“Oh really?” Han asked with a cold face.

Shawn was hiding behind Leah’s back in fright and dared to speak.

Han turned his gaze to Leah, snatched and pushed her into the car, then locked the door. Later, he approached Shawn and stared at him with a frosty and sophisticated gaze.

“Don’t be over-dramatic.”

Shawn suppressed the anger in his heart, and he gave a perplexed look at Han. “I don’t understand what you mean.”

Han entered the car with a sneering smile without much of a word.

At this point, Leah tried to reach for the door. She found the door firmly locked and could not open it even after many attempts. She learned that the car keys were with Han.

"Let me get out of the car."

Shawn couldn’t be alone here, at least with Mr. Carling around.

“Han Howard!” Leah lifted her voice when the man in the driver seat didn’t react.

Han opened the door with a darkened expression. “At your request.”

The Mercedes in black sped off once Leah got out of the car. Leah narrowed her brows, and she stared at the car until it was slowly distinct from her eyesight.

“Do you have Mr. Carling’s number?”

I have to send Shawn back before I can explain to Han later.

“No.” Shawn shook his head.

After serious thought, Leah decided to wait for the arrival of Mr. Carling at the original location for safety purposes.

A loud tire scratch on the ground sounded.

Han was in the car with a darkened face after the tire skidded off the asphalt road with a loud noise.

“Mr. Corling is in o discussion upstoirs. I come down becouse I’m bored.”

Leoh releosed Shown’s orm hesitontly ond worned. “Don’t run oround next time.” She disliked Shown, but her heort softened when focing this situotion.

“Yes, my Beoutiful Sister.” Shown held Leoh’s hond, ond he wos leoning ogoinst her.

At this time, Hon stepped out of the elevotor; frustroted when he sow them both sticking together, he quickened his steps.

“Whot’re you both doing?”

Shown odopted perfectly to the odvontoge of the situotion, ond he fell to the ground, slightly trembling.

“Beoutiful Sister, I’m scored, I’m scored.”

But to Leoh’s sympothy, she took Shown up. Leoh wos worried Hon would vent his onger on Shown, ond she exploined to Hon thot they met by coincidence.

“Oh reolly?” Hon osked with o cold foce.

Shown wos hiding behind Leoh’s bock in fright ond dored to speok.

Hon turned his goze to Leoh, snotched ond pushed her into the cor, then locked the door. Loter, he opprooched Shown ond stored ot him with o frosty ond sophisticoted goze.

“Don’t be over-dromotic.”

Shown suppressed the onger in his heort, ond he gove o perplexed look ot Hon. “I don’t understond whot you meon.”

Hon entered the cor with o sneering smile without much of o word.

At this point, Leoh tried to reoch for the door. She found the door firmly locked ond could not open it even ofter mony ottempts. She leorned thot the cor keys were with Hon.

"Let me get out of the cor."

Shown couldn’t be olone here, ot leost with Mr. Corling oround.

“Hon Howord!” Leoh lifted her voice when the mon in the driver seot didn’t reoct.

Hon opened the door with o dorkened expression. “At your request.”

The Mercedes in block sped off once Leoh got out of the cor. Leoh norrowed her brows, ond she stored ot the cor until it wos slowly distinct from her eyesight.

“Do you hove Mr. Corling’s number?”

I hove to send Shown bock before I con exploin to Hon loter.

“No.” Shown shook his heod.

After serious thought, Leoh decided to woit for the orrivol of Mr. Corling ot the originol locotion for sofety purposes.

A loud tire scrotch on the ground sounded.

Hon wos in the cor with o dorkened foce ofter the tire skidded off the ospholt rood with o loud noise.

“Mr. Carling is in a discussion upstairs. I coma down bacausa I’m borad.”

Laah ralaasad Shawn’s arm hasitantly and warnad. “Don’t run around naxt tima.” Sha dislikad Shawn, but har haart softanad whan facing this situation.

“Yas, my Baautiful Sistar.” Shawn hald Laah’s hand, and ha was laaning against har.

At this tima, Han stappad out of tha alavator; frustratad whan ha saw tham both sticking togathar, ha quickanad his staps.

“What’ra you both doing?”

Shawn adaptad parfactly to tha advantaga of tha situation, and ha fall to tha ground, slightly trambling.

“Baautiful Sistar, I’m scarad, I’m scarad.”

But to Laah’s sympathy, sha took Shawn up. Laah was worriad Han would vant his angar on Shawn, and sha axplainad to Han that thay mat by coincidanca.

“Oh raally?” Han askad with a cold faca.

Shawn was hiding bahind Laah’s back in fright and darad to spaak.

Han turnad his gaza to Laah, snatchad and pushad har into tha car, than lockad tha door. Latar, ha approachad Shawn and starad at him with a frosty and sophisticatad gaza.

“Don’t ba ovar-dramatic.”

Shawn supprassad tha angar in his haart, and ha gava a parplaxad look at Han. “I don’t undarstand what you maan.”

Han antarad tha car with a snaaring smila without much of a word.

At this point, Laah triad to raach for tha door. Sha found tha door firmly lockad and could not opan it avan aftar many attampts. Sha laarnad that tha car kays wara with Han.

"Lat ma gat out of tha car."

Shawn couldn’t ba alona hara, at laast with Mr. Carling around.

“Han Howard!” Laah liftad har voica whan tha man in tha drivar saat didn’t raact.

Han opanad tha door with a darkanad axprassion. “At your raquast.”

Tha Marcadas in black spad off onca Laah got out of tha car. Laah narrowad har brows, and sha starad at tha car until it was slowly distinct from har ayasight.

“Do you hava Mr. Carling’s numbar?”

I hava to sand Shawn back bafora I can axplain to Han latar.

“No.” Shawn shook his haad.

Aftar sarious thought, Laah dacidad to wait for tha arrival of Mr. Carling at tha original location for safaty purposas.

A loud tira scratch on tha ground soundad.

Han was in tha car with a darkanad faca aftar tha tira skiddad off tha asphalt road with a loud noisa.

Chapter 242 Tagging Me

With an aggressive turn at the steering, Han was driving toward the direction of the Howard Group while Leah’s shadow faded in the parking.

Han’s expression darkened.

At this time, Leah was bringing Shawn to the supermarket.

At first, Leah intended to wait for Mr. Carling at the parking lot, but Shawn wanted her to buy him some candy.

“Don’t eat too much candy. It’s bad for your teeth.” said Leah before snatching the candy from Shawn.

“I'll share them with you.” Shawn picked the same candy again from the shelf.

The cell phone rang. Leah pulled out the phone and tapped the answer button. “Where are you?” Han’s voice could be heard coming from the phone.

Leah felt a little guilty, then looked at Shawn subconsciously.

Leah was furious when she recalled Han had left keenly just now, and she attacked him with a question instead. “Didn’t you leave already?”

“Where are you? I’m coming to fetch you?” Han deepened his gaze.

Shawn’s flash of frozen stare was unknown to Leah, who was talking on the phone.

Shawn's original plan was to cheat Leah back to the Ford family and materialize her to threaten Han, but Shawn didn’t expect him to return so soon.

Leah hung up the phone after she informed her location.

In a flash, a black car stopped at the front of the supermarket entrance while Leah and Shawn walked out from inside.

"I'll send him back." Han had made up his mind before Leah spoke.

He should return to where he got lost, while Han's impatient gaze reflected in the rearview mirror. “Hooray, I can go home.” His gaze reached Shawn’s eyes, and he replied with a sneer.

When the words ended, Han started his car and drove toward the mansion of the Howard family.

Mr. Carling was waiting in the courtyard when he received the phone call. Shawn jumped out of the car once the car had stopped.

Han was in the driver's seat, and he pulled Leah’s wrist when she wanted to get out of the car. She winded down the window helplessly.

“I’m grateful for Ms. White’s assistance today.” Mr. Carling’s face filled with thankful.

Meanwhile, Han drove off the car and left the Howard family without waiting for Leah to speak. Leah

withdrew her arm from Han and looked to the front horizontally.

The atmosphere in the car was tense following the silence between the two.

“Kindly keep a distance from Shawn in the future.” Han’s glare, not as cold as previous, was landing on Leah.

It didn’t get Leah to say something afterward, but she turned her face. She didn’t think she had done anything wrong today.

In the following week, Han insisted that Leah stay at home because of her health. However, this made her think that Han was intentionally making things difficult for her.

Feeling bored, she sent a text. What’re you doing now?

The phone rang abruptly just when the message was sent.

“I’m so tired of new product preparation, Cindy. I’m afraid my hair is falling.” Hearing Serena's lament, Leah's brain squelched her idea of Serena's restlessness, and she burst out laughing with twisted lips.

“Do you know how much I envy you?” Serena heaved a sigh.

Leah's smile froze on her lips as she thought of the daily repetitive routine of eating and sleeping, just like a useless person. “A useless person you envy?”

She initially thought ten months would easily pass through, but she felt it was passing very slowly.

"Or perhaps you have a thick skin to ask Han if you can return to the Howard Group?"

Leah intuitively shook herself and said, "He shouldn’t agree."

"Men usually do not mean what they are saying.”

Leah rolled her eyes as if she had come out with an idea and hurriedly hung up the phone. “I understood. Thank you, Serena.”

In the evening, when Han opened the door at the mansion, he smelled of the dishes.

“Wash your hands, and dinner is ready.” Leah placed the plates on the dining table while she stared at Han, standing at the door.

An appropriate way for a request was necessary if a request was to ask from another.

Han was staring at the table full of dishes, and his expression slightly changed. “Why…

Didn't Leah hate me? But how could she remember my favorite food?

“Since I’m free, cooking can kill time.” Here, Leah stressed the word I’m free.

Han stood up with his eyes deepened and said, “Tell me frankly what you want?”

"I want to go to work." Leah pressed her lips together, for she had not expected Han to destroy her gesture.

It was supposed to be a simple request, but at that moment, it was difficult, for Leah was secretly watching Han's expression.

The man was quiet and standing still in a corner, and the air in the kitchen suddenly became cold, and Leah’s heart sank; she thought he still had not agreed.

“Sure, become my personal assistant.” Said Han gently.

“Really?”

Han nodded with hesitation.

The following morning Leah woke up at the crack of dawn and prepared breakfast; she waited for Han to come downstairs.

"Good morning." Han was greeted by Leah cheerfully as he stopped on the stairs. He followed the voice and glanced at Leah, who sat down on the chair with a grin.

When they arrived at the office, the people started to work busily.

Leah followed Han and entered his office. "Where is my place?" There was inevitable joy on Leah's face.

Han pointed to the small table next to his work desk. Leah moved her gaze and found no electronic devices but a variety of fruits that seemed to have been ready much earlier.

“You’re my personal assistant now. You shall be tagging me wherever I’m going.”

The cheerful smile on Leah’s face disappeared gradually, as it was simply a change of a place from one to another in which it didn’t make a difference.

“What shall I do then?” Leah continued to ask.

“Be my companion to work.” Han triggered his brows slightly.

Leah was a tad unhappy in her heart.

“This is the furthest I could go, and it’s my limit on you. Please don’t forget the two hundred million dollars.” Han reminded her coldly.

“Thank you for your reminder, Mr. Howard.” Leah was unsatisfied and stomping.

Leah was making Han hate her on purpose due to her unhappiness with Han asking for a companion, where she volumed up the video on her cell phone at maximum.

Han continued to read the files with a frown.

The time in the morning went quickly. Usually, Han wouldn’t go out for lunch unless there was a social engagement, as Ben would send him lunch at his office. Upon hearing the door knock, Leah kept away her cell phone helplessly.

“Mr. Howard, this is lunch for you and Ms. White.” Ben pushed the cart into the office room and left.

Han took the dishes from the cart and placed them on the table. “Come and eat.”

Looking at the table full of dishes, Leah remarked on the greatness of being wealthy.

She wished to spend without constraint when she had two hundred million dollars

Chapter 243 Warning

Leah knew that Han hated anyone watching videos on the phone when eating. But she placed her cell phone on the table, picked up the spoon, and started her lunch tastefully.

“Do you mind behaving while eating?” Han proceeded to switch off her cell phone.

”There isn’t a conflict between eating and watching the video; one is by the mouth while the other uses eyes.” Leah moved forward to get back her cell phone.

Han reached out and grabbed Leah into his arms, lifted the spoon, and said in a husky voice, “If you’re not behaving, let me feed you then.”

The scented fragrant overflowed at the tip of Leah’s nose, she pushed away Han, but her effort was in vain.

“People will be watching us.” Leah blushed in excitement.

If the people found the vague pose of herself with Han at the office, that was something difficult to come up with clean-handed.

“What’s a big deal?” Han raised his brows slightly.

Upon hearing that, Leah took a deep breath, for this man was far from speaking unreasonably.

“Let me off, and I promise I’ll mind my manner in eating .”

Han reluctantly let her go after quite a while and said in a hoarse voice, "Behave yourself."

Leah then pulled her seat to create a distance between them calmly.

In the afternoon, Leah dared to watch videos to her heart's content, fearing that Han would suddenly hug her again. Then she sat quietly in her seat and studied the design idea.

Molly caught onto how much the duo were in sync with one another.

“You’re a b*tch!”

“You’re a b*tch!”

While Molly was cursing, she threw all things available in the bathroom until they messed up, and later she sat down aside powerlessly.

Her eyes were red when she thought that Han, who feared her father, would not have done it previously even if he had changed his heart. But, no one could have restricted him now, as he had lost himself to his own mind.

“Mommy.” Charlotte held in the hands of the nanny, and she stood outside the bathroom, doubting whether to enter the bathroom or leave the bathroom.

Tears still clung to his tender cheeks, and he was frightened through his crystal clear gaze, as a child tends to show an undisguised expression.

At the time, a caracal-color-looking in Molly’s face scolded the nanny in a fury. “Who allows you to bring him up here?”

“Charlotte is crying for mommy, and I failed to coax her.” The nanny had Charlotte tight in her arms, not allowing him to go down.

Subsequently, The nanny lowered her head to the ground as she dared to meet Molly’s eye.

Molly, an uneasy-goer usually, was hard to be attended to. She grew harsher when frustrated that she would scold, beat up, or even kick her out of the Ford family.

“I’m sorry, Madam. I’ll bring Charlotte out.” The nanny apologized in a shaky voice, not before Molly started to speak.

At this time, Molly seemed to calm down and said, "Put her down."

Charlotte stood at the door, her hand held tremblingly to the doorframe. Molly patiently approached the door, leaned down, and hugged her.

“Charlotte, are you afraid of mommy?”

In the past, Molly would suppress her feelings in front of her child. But it was no longer the case since Leah had returned. She was uncontrollable in emotion when her temper was under challenge.

“Mommy loves Charlotte the most, so mommy will not hurt you, and Charlotte, please don’t be afraid of mommy.” Molly wiped off the tears on Charlotte’s face with a soft-spoken voice.

Charlotte didn’t understand what Molly had explained, but her soft voice could have soothed her so that she sniffed with a nod and hugged Molly’s neck at the end.

“Get off now.” Molly moved her stare to the nanny furiously.

“Charlotte, do you miss daddy? Do you want to give daddy a phone call?” Molly embraced Charlotte and put her sitting on the couch.

The gloom in her seemed to fade when Han’s name was mentioned. She smiled and said eagerly, "Yes."

Molly took out the cell phone and dialed Han's number with her mischievous look.

At that moment, Han was in the middle of a meeting. The solemn atmosphere in the conference room was disturbed by the childish-ringing sound, programmed for Charlotte’s use exclusively.

The manager who reported in the meeting had put a pause, as he doubted to proceed while giving an ambiguous stare at Han.

“Proceed.” Han tapped the receive button while the manager continued with the reporting.

“What happened, Charlotte?”

The people in the conference room were dazed by Han’s overly soft and gentle voice.

Upon seeing this, Ben made a few coughs in sending the reminder to the rest for not segued into Han’s

affairs.

“I missed you, daddy. Do you free to have dinner with me tonight?” Baby-sounded voice across the phone.

Han paused for a moment as Leah flashed into his mind. “We shall have it tomorrow night.”

The words reached Molly. She frowned and snatched the phone from Charlotte’s grip. “Han, our girl missed you. Couldn’t you spare your time for dinner with her?”

Han didn’t fond of social engagements, nor did he like clubbing. Molly could think of no other reason why he did not return except that he was involuntary.

It followed Molly’s inquiry as she couldn’t subdue her unjustified feeling, “Are you busy at work in the office, or you’re not volunteering to come back?”

Han was clutching his phone while leaving the conference room. He stood at the front of the window, lowered his stare under the building, and said frostily, “Molly Lamere, you have my warning.”

Jackson Lamere was no longer available, and Molly could be ousted from the Ford family’s mansion anytime. She could still stay there because she was Charlotte’s mother, but it was not the core reason she might stir the uproar.

“Han, did I say anything wrong?” Molly asked with a choked throat.

“Mommy, please don’t quarrel with daddy.” Charlotte raised her head and pulled the edge of Molly’s clothes.

Upon hearing Charlotte’s voice, Han knitted his brows and said, “Charlotte, daddy is waiting for you.” Han had coaxed her and promised to see her tomorrow before he hung up.

When the meeting was over, Han and Ben took the elevator upstairs while Ben was reporting the minutes of the meeting.

Then, Han ordered, “Buy some girl’s favorite toys and send them over to the Ford residence.”

“Sure, Mr. Howard.”

In the washroom.

“Do you think Ms. White knew that Mr. Howard had a wife and a daughter?”

“I suppose Mr. Howard was looking for someone young and fresh.”

“Don’t you hear how patiently Mr. Howard had his daughter coaxed just now?”

“Ms. White surely screw up to get close to Mr. Howard by giving her body.”

A fragment of the conversation reached Leah in the room next to the washroom. She wiped the corner of her lips and pushed the door. She walked toward the basin in her emotionless face and washed her hands in the utmost elegant manner.

She tilted her head and glared at the female colleagues, who were startled, twisted her brows with a smile, and asked, “Why don’t you continue with the discussion?”

The female colleague at the front was embarrassed in her expression and appeared to be as if she had a great shock.

Leah proceeded to tell them, “You had made a mistake anyway. I don’t give out my body.”

The two female colleagues were staring into each other, and then they left the washroom in a split second.

After this, Leah curled her mouth and touched her belly, which still wasn’t shown up in the early trimester, or else that would be another gossip.

By the time Leah returned to the office room, Han was back in the office after the meeting.

Chapter 244 Voluntarily

Han was standing in front of the window, his expression darkened. His anxiety faded once he saw the woman at the door; He hid away his usual cold gaze while holding Leah’s hand and walked outside.

Leah retrieved her arms. Although she wouldn’t care how people view her, she wouldn’t have done something immoral.

“It’s crowded outside,” Leah explained to Han, who looked forcing an explanation.

He stepped into the elevator with pursed lips.

At the entrance of the Howard Group, the front desk knew Molly’s identity but was hesitantly looking at Molly because Mr. Howard had ordered not to allow Molly to enter the office.

Molly held Charlotte’s hand while pointing at the landline and yelled, “Dial Mr. Howard’s number.”

The front desk bit her lower lip and stared at the landline, not knowing what she was supposed to do.

At this time, Han walked out of the elevator sophistically; Charlotte’s sharp eyes met him, released her hand from Molly, and ran galloping in the direction of Han.

“Daddy.”

Han, in his gentle gaze, bent down his body, both his hands holding Charlotte, slightly scratching Charlotte’s nose in a pampered manner. “You come here alone?”

By the time he finished his words, Han had seen Molly arguing with the front desk not far from him.

“Han, I’m bringing Charlotte here to see you, but nothing further. We’ll be leaving now since Charlotte’s met daddy.” Molly had captured the existence of Leah, who was standing behind Han. She tried very hard to subdue the hatred in her expression, but she failed to cover that in her eyes.

Leah went backward a few steps and wished not to pressure Charlotte psychologically, and she had no intention of becoming her stepmother either.

Charlotte was leaning into Han’s chest, not wanting to leave even though Molly pulled her arm and foamed a stern gaze.

She raised her head and asked, “Daddy, could you accompany me to have dinner?”

Leah, with darkened eyes, was standing not too far; She recalled the moment at the hospital, and the three persons in front of her were called a family. It was as if she had stolen the daddy’s love.

“I almost forgot I’ve got an appointment with Serena for French cuisine. It’s nearly late, and I got to go now.” Leah had come out with an excuse, even before a word from Han. She thought it was wise to move but not to be expelled.

Upon this, Charlotte landed her stare on Leah. She blinked her dark eyes as if she was refreshing her mind, and she remembered Leah quite sometime later.

She shouted with a smile. "Beautiful Sister, you're working at daddy's office too?"

In replying, Leah admitted with a nod.

Subsequently, Charlotte went down from Han's arms and ran forward to Leah with open hands, looking for an embrace from Leah.

A fall had sounded.

Charlotte had fallen to the ground, her tender cheeks looked pale, and a tint of bloodstain was at the side of her lips; her body started to develop into a convulsion.

At this juncture, Han lifted Charlotte and rushed to the door. Molly was coming along after she regained her composure. A black Porsche sped off from the main entrance at the office speedily and left at the hall where Leah and some others were busy exchanging views.

Leah was dazed at the faint blood stain on the ground. Charlotte was fine a second earlier, but the next second she… It was as if her bubbly baby voice sounded in Leah's ears.

Myeloma disease would have caused the defunctioning of the entire system in the body until everything has gone.

Charlotte is still very young…

Ben had asked everyone to leave before Ben approached Leah.

"Ms. White, I'll be sending you back." Having seen that Leah had no response, he lifted his voice sharp.

“Ben, if the bone marrow transplant isn't a match, how long could Charlotte live?” Leah was saddened when she heard that.

"Three years, she would spend the remaining half of her life struggling with chemotherapy pain. In the last phase, she would suffer greatly.

When she was diagnosed with the disease, Han had done countless research and consulted many established doctors locally and abroad but came to an almost identical conclusion.

Leah touched her belly as if she had made a decision.

“Send me to the hospital.”

“Mr. Howard will be angry, Ms. White.”

Han had tried to reduce the opportunity for Molly and Leah to meet.

“I’m sorry to bother you.” Leah’s expression changed from gentle to a tint of cold on her face.

In the emergency room at the hospital, Molly was leaning on Han’s shoulder and crying hysterically. Han was stiff, and he upheld the anger in his heart that he didn’t push her away.

“How’s Charlotte now? Will she wake up later?” Molly asked.

In the corner of her eye, she saw them two from not far away, shrunk a little at Han’s chest, and said, "Han, I’m scared."

“Charlotte will be alright.” Han raised his hand and patted the back of Molly to console her.

Leah stood at the other end of the corridor, and that picture flashed in her eyes. She was disappointed in her flawless face. What had she expected?

Ben had a few coughs, hesitantly.

“Mr. Howard, Ms. White is worried about Charlotte, so…”

Han pushed away Molly and stood up, tidying his wrinkled suit, and he was back to his coolness.

Molly wiped off the tears on her face, pointed at the elevator door, and yelled, “Leah, you’re not welcome. Get out of here now!”

In fear of Molly going haywire, Ben was subconsciously protecting Leah, who was standing behind him.

Han’s expression turned dark, and he gazed at Molly.

“I didn’t have other purposes. I’m just worried about Charlotte. I’ll leave as soon as possible when she comes out of the emergency room.”

Leah understood the pain in Molly’s heart with a sick daughter, so she would not be around to irritate her.

Molly shouted, “Charlotte is my daughter, and you shall not worry.”

At this time, the doctor with a mask walked out of the emergency room when the door opened. Molly

stopped quarreling with Leah, rushed forward in tension, and asked, “Doctor, how’s my daughter?”

Having seen Charlotte fall into a coma, Molly's heart ached.

“Luckily, she arrived in time. However, we must look for a compatible bone marrow donor for a transplant to be done." The doctor explained and left the emergency room after that while the nurse sent Charlotte to the VIP ward after that.

Leah stared at a fragile Charlotte lying on the patient’s bed, her delicate brows frowning.

“When he’s born, I’ll let him undergo the bone marrow-compatible procedure voluntarily.” In her thought, she would not be blamed by her child if he is aware in the future.

Chapter 245 Shawn Went Missing

Molly paused the steps and turned back to meet Han’s eyes filled with pain; knowing that Leah couldn’t be kind, her visit to the hospital must be due to her motive to trigger Han’s guilt in his heart.

She touched Charlotte’s hair, returned to the emergency room’s entrance with an annoyed look, and said, “Don’t you ever pretend.”

Although the success rate of bone marrow-compatibility was high with her unborn child, this matter would become a thorn between Han and her, and she must solve it in time.

Money is king, and with it, Molly was under the belief that she could search for compatible marrow if she spent the price ten or even twenty times higher than the market price.

Leah gave a hesitant gaze to Molly as if she was staring at a dumb who wanted the bone marrow from her unborn child previously but turned back her decision now.

She twitched her red lips, gazed mockingly, and said, “Molly, you’re such a fool like before, and you’re not qualified to be a mother. If I were Charlotte’s mom, I would never give up hope even if it’s slim, and I wouldn’t reject any chance available in front of you.”

Han was standing still quietly while a flux existed in his deep eyes. He was neutral, not doubted to Leah’s word but not agreeing.

He would not want to hurt his child in Leah’s belly unless it was at the end of the route, and the past mistake shouldn’t be twice.

Upon this, Han ordered Ben in a cold voice. “Ben, let’s send her back.”

Leah’s words effectively irritated Molly, her mesmerizing eyes hidden with hatred; Leah wasn’t aware of a thing, and how could Leah say she was not qualified to become a mother? Molly intended to move forward, but her sleeve clutched at someone behind her. Han lifted her collar at the back, and they walked toward the patient’s ward.

When their shadow disappeared gradually from her field of vision, she then entered the elevator.

“Ms. White, you’re not bound to do this, as Mr. Howard will not agree.” Ben broke the silence in the elevator.

Leah’s hands gently covered her belly, and her charming cherry blossom eyes flashed. “This is my child, and it has no relation to Han completely.”

Ben grudged and thought Leah was releasing the words of anger, but he didn’t learn it further.

As they walked off the elevator, the phone rang with a nice rhythm.

Leah took her cell phone from her handbag, and her brows deepened when she looked at the words bouncing on the screen; she put it back into her bag as if she had never heard it.

However, the caller didn’t give up, and her phone rang again.

“What’s up?” Leah tapped on the answer button.

The voice on the phone was not Shawn's. Instead, it was Mr. Carling’s. Apparently, he sounded very frantic when he asked earlier..

“Ms. White, I’m sorry to bother you. Shawn said he wanted to see you this morning, and I didn’t agree with him. He had gone missing since the afternoon. Have you seen him?”

It could be because he heard Leah’s impatience, but Mr. Carling sounded genteel even under such urgent circumstances.

Upon hearing that, Leah was stunned as she had never expected Shawn would want to see her. But she stayed at Howard Group the whole day and didn’t even receive a phone call.

“No.”

A helpless sigh could be heard.

“Did you order your men to look for him?” Leah asked.

Shawn, in his current state, with the wisdom of a seven-year-old, was unable to take care of himself regardless of whether he would be found, and it would be even worse if what happened previously at the basement parking lot were to happen again.

“Our men had been tasked to search for him.”

“Ms. White, could you try to recall where Shawn could possibly wander off to?”

“Please search for Shawn together, Ms. White.” Again, Mr. Carling’s helpless voice could be heard coming from the other end of the call.

“Okay, sure.” Leah hung up the phone after that.

“We'll go Eastdel Amusement Park to have a look.” Leah sat in the back passenger seat and told Ben.

Shawn had mentioned Eastdel Amusement Park before. He had always wanted to visit there but hadn’t because of some family affairs, and he might be there.

Ben seemed to be in a trance at the moment.

Leah asked, “What’s going on?”

“Mr. Howard wanted me to send you home, Ms. White,” Ben replied reluctantly.

Ben’s presence was to protect Leah per Mr. Howard’s request, and he wouldn’t allow himself to blindly follow Leah’s instruction.

Leah had a blank look and seemed to be on autopilot at the moment.

Later, Ben followed behind her, and Leah stopped by the roadside, waiting for a cab.

Ben shouted, "Let’s get in the car, Ms. White."

Leah straightened her backbone and pretended not to hear Ben.

Since Ben had worked for Han for a long time, Ben knew Leah’s character, and he understood she was stubborn. “Ms. White, it’s difficult to get a cab at this hour.”

Leah pondered and got in the car.

At the Eastdel Amusement Park, Leah gripped an entrance ticket; she was looking forward to the amusement park during her childhood but didn’t have the opportunity.

After Leah married Han, he wouldn’t accompany her to the park.

She lowered her eyes with a grin.

Not far away, a man with a mask and a hat turned around and left after he saw Leah; he disappeared from the corner.

“She is hooked. Mr. Ford.” Upon hearing the man reporting, Shawn’s dark eyes blinked in delight and waved at him.

Leah pointed at the garden nearby and said, “Ben, why don’t you go over there to look for him, and I’ll be here.”

It was almost time for the amusement park to close, so it was not as crowded anymore and this meant that they would not have a hard time looking for Shawn.

Ben was reluctant initially, but after Leah insisted, he followed her to the garden.

On the other hand, Leah was slow and was approaching the other side of the garden.

Suddenly, Leah noticed a blue shirt peeking out from the corner of the trashcan by the flowerbed.

“Shawn!” Leah shouted.

"Beautiful Sister!" Shawn stood with his back to Leah, and he heard a familiar voice and quirked his mouth; his cold face was replaced by a goofy-looking smile, he turned and saw Leah.

“Beautiful Sister, are you here to look for Shawn?”

Leah quickened her steps and pulled up Shawn, who was sitting on the floor. When she saw that he was not hurt after a thorough check, she called Mr. Caling's number.

The call was answered in a split second.

“Mr. Carling, he is found.”

About twenty minutes later, Mr. Carling arrived at the amusement park with the Ford family men; Shawn held Leah's hand tightly and would not let go.