Ch. 246..250: Begging For A Reconciliation Chapter 246-250

Chapter 246 The Danger is Near

“Mr. Ford, get in the car.” Mr. Carling opened the car door.

Shawn held Leah’s hand tightly, shook his head, and was reluctant to get in the car. “I want Beautiful Sister comes together with me.”

Leah drew back her arms, but Shawn gripped tighter. From a man’s point of view, it was clear what Shawn was looking forward to.

Mr. Carling, an exceptionally stern, darkened gaze, said, “Mr. Ford, most probably Ms. White has something to do, and you can look for her another day.”

However, Shawn held Leah’s hand and was unwilling to release her.

Leah was touching Shawn’s crown gently with hesitation. “I can send you home, but there’s a condition attached.”

Shawn winked his eyes and stared at Leah in doubt.

Upon this, Leah continued to say, “You don’t go anywhere as you like. Please get Mr. Carling to call me if you want to see me.”

Shawn’s heart trembled and smiled stiffly, but he was well in covering up his feeling.

This woman was foolish, and no wonder she fell for Han Howard. Not only that, she was in bad taste

for selecting Han.

Later, Shawn got into the car, and she followed him.

On the road, Shawn elaborated various topics, including good food and games available at the Ford residence, in his effort trying to distract Leah.

Leah wasn’t bothering. Since Shawn was too passionate, Leah attended to him reluctantly with one or two words.

When the car had stopped, Leah wanted to get down but found Shawn holding her hand.

“It’s time for me to go home,” Leah explained.

Shawn didn’t speak but pulled Leah into the villa.

The childish expression faded on his face, and his dark eyes turned into cold gazes, and he signaled to the men behind while the courtyard door was slowly closing.

When facing each other with Shawn, Leah was clear and understood suddenly. Shawn wasn’t in memory loss.

With a cautious look, Leah calmed herself in time and intuitively covered her belly with her hands. "What're you going to do?"

Was it because Shawn knew that the baby belonged to him?

Leah’s heart sank gradually. If Shawn wanted the child in her belly, she couldn’t counterweight him.

Having seen that, Shawn crossed his legs and sat on the couch while scrutinizing Leah. “It's fine, don't worry. You know, why don't you stay here a few day and be my companion.”

In the beginning, Shawn disagreed with Jackson Lamere’s plan. But it was his ultimate wish to witness Han's failure.

“What do you mean?” Leah breathed a sigh of relief as if he did not know the truth.

“Send Ms. White upstairs.” Shawn didn’t explain but instructed his man beside him.

Leah’s expression was frozen, staring the maid at her side furiously.

“Please be obedient, so you won't suffer as much. I can't guarantee what will happen next, you know.” Said Shawn.

“You scumbag!”

Shawn pursed the corner of his mouth, stood up, and stepped forward to Leah; he raised his hand to pick up Leah’s cell phone easily.

Subsequently, Leah shrank her gaze and followed the maid went upstairs.

Shawn switched off the phone abruptly and threw it aside while Jackson walked out from a corner of the house.

“Give me the phone.” Jackson stretched his hand.

“No rush, and wait for longer.”

Before the failure of Han Howard, Shawn wanted him to be torturous.

Jackson inquired in a stern tone, “Waiting for what?”

Jackson was harmed by Han. He lost everything and could not return home; seeing the opportunity for revenge in his eyes, he had the great desire to turn Han similar to him.

Shawn cheered, and his voice turned to relax. “Slow down. It’s a bonus for him if asking him to come now.”

Shawn competed with Han for so long, and it was time to resolve it.

In the hospital, Charlotte awakened, and slowly the indicators in her body started to back to normal.

Charlotte was lying in the patient’s bed, in her husky voice, “Daddy, mommy.” Molly breathed out in relief, approached her, and embraced her tightly.

Han accompanied Charlotte patiently in watching television for a while, and a kid who had undergone surgery would quickly be fallen asleep soundly.

Upon this, Han switched off the television and covered Charlotte with a quilt attentively; he then closed the door and walked out of the ward. Molly was tagging him out without further delay.

It was not easy to have Han stay back, and Molly was not about to let him go just like that. “Han, it’s already late at night. Where are you going?”

Although Han had warned Molly countless times about not gauging the affairs, it fell on deaf ears.

Han didn’t stop his steps. He walked into the elevator and disappeared from Molly’s eyesight.

Molly darkened her eyes, and it was the same as before. She couldn’t see herself in Han’s eyes.

It was the crack of dawn when Han arrived the Rose Bay. He pushed the bedroom door, it was empty inside.

Han twitched his brows while taking out his cell phone and dialed to Leah.

“Hi, the number you have dialed is switched off.”

“Hi, the number you have dialed is switched off.”

The female-voice auto attendant repeated the reminder to Han.

Then he called Ben’s number, but it was the same, and it couldn’t be connected.

His heart felt a gush of discomfort, and he called another number. “Help me to check where Leah went.”

The atmosphere in the large bedroom was tense, and Han stood in front of the window with a darkened

face.

After a moment, the quietness in the bedroom was interrupted by the phone ringing sound. “How’s it?” Han asked anxiously.

“Ms. White and Ben had gone to Eastdel Amusement Park.”

The amusement park's main gate was closed because it wasn’t business hours yet.

Han stopped the car and got out of it. A string of footsteps sounded not far away, and a group of men wearing uniforms stood behind Han.

The man at the front bent down and greeted, “Mr. Howard.”

Alfred took out the amusement park's main gate’s key, opened the lock speedily, and stared at Han. “Split and search,” Han said with a frosty tone.

The men brought by Alfred dispersed quickly at the amusement park. They efficiently searched every possible place capable of hiding people, but they couldn’t see Leah.

Hearing Alfred’s report, Han's heart sank. His stare from the corner of his eyes caught the presence of the surveillance camera on top. There should be footage to be traceable, while the two living people wouldn’t have disappeared suddenly.

“Go check at the monitoring room.”

Alfred opened the monitoring room, switched on the computer, and he was operating the necessary

systematically.

“How’s it?” Han asked before Alfred opened his mouth.

“Mr. Howard, the surveillance had been cleared by somebody earlier.” Alfred’s fingers were stiff.

The expression in Han was terrible. Leah and Ben's disappearance was planned and someone tricked them into coming to the amusement park and taking them away.

Chapter 247 Vile Spawn

“Go get the men to search for them, and I don't even need a thorough search in Linkville.”

Alfred was aware of how important Leah Murray was to Han. Therefore, he told his men to leave the amusement park immediately after receiving Han's order.

At the center of the road, it seemed Ben was enduring the pain suffered in his body, and he climbed toward the crowd.

Yesterday he went to the amusement park with Leah, and they separated in different directions. He was surrounded by a group of people later. At first, he wanted to call for help but was knocked down by a stick. When he woke up and was no longer in the amusement park, he found his body covered with wounds while his cell phone was gone.

Han stopped the car when he saw someone in the middle of the road. When he found it was Ben, he asked abruptly, “Ben, why are you here, and where is Leah?”

Ben raised his eyes with much suffering, and when he was trying to speak, he went into a blackout.

At the hospital, the wardroom was filled with the sickening smell of the disinfectant liquid.

Ben moved his fingers, opened his eyes, and swept through the room, and his gaze fell on Han later. “I’m sorry, Mr. Howard.”

When Han heard his voice, he turned his back.

Ben looked down with much guilty in his eyes and said, “I failed to protect Ms. White.”

If he didn’t promise Leah to send her to the amusement park, the whole thing wouldn’t happen. But Han, who always remained calm, didn’t blame Ben and said coldly, "The blame is not on you."

The people behind had targeted Leah, and the seizure was just a matter of time.

“What was happening in the afternoon yesterday?” Han continued to ask.

The sooner Leah founded, the greater the hope. Ben Han then explained what had happened the day before.

Han pinched his eyebrows together tensely when the name Shawn came up. He let Ben have a proper rest and left the hospital later.

Han, his cold face filled with furious, was dring his black color Porsche on the road.

“Mr. Howard, what brings you here?” Mr. Carling greeted and stared at Han. But Han had ignored him, and he widened his steps toward the living hall.

Upon hearing the footsteps, the frosty expression on Shawn’s face turned to a sincere smile.

“Where is Leah?” Han dragged Shawn, sat on the ground, and asked in his cold tone.

“Who is Leah?” Shawn replied in doubt.

Having seen this, Mr. Carling was trying to reach out, stopped when he met with Han’s icy cold gaze, and said, “Mr. Howard, Shawn is just a small kid now, and would you don’t bother him?”

The glory fierce in Han’s eyes was evident, and he asked, “Why did you cheat her on going to the amusement park?”

“Amusement park… haha… I want to go there.”

“Could you bring me there?”

Later, Shawn broke into a big laugh and held onto Han’s hand. Mr. Carling approached Han and asked, “Mr. Howard, would it be a misunderstanding, as Shawn didn’t go out anywhere, and he was with me all day yesterday.” He continued, “You could check with the surveillance if you don’t believe. The surveillance was specially installed at home since Shawn lost his memory because we fear something might happen to him.”

The words from Mr. Carling had put Han standing still on the spot, and he went on to retrieve the surveillance recording yesterday before Han could react.

Upon this, Han released Shawn’s collar and left the Ford residence.

After hearing the car drove-away sound, Han’s brown eyes turned a hint of frost, and he patted his wrinkled shirt.

“Why did you do this, Shawn?” Mr. Carling heaved a sigh helplessly.

As if it was unheard and Shawn sharpened his voice, he asked, "Who was on duty yesterday? You can not even do a simple task like this, and you're supposed to leave."

The guy standing at the door was startled and scared out of his wits. He pulled down before he had a chance to beg.

Shawn turned his gaze and met the eyes of Mr. Carling, with wrinkles all over his face, reminded him, “Mr. Carling, you’d better be quiet.”

“Shawn, Ms. White is a nice person.” Mr. Carling replied after a deep breath.

In the room on the second floor, Leah was lying weakly in the bed. She didn’t understand what Shawn wanted and was unwilling to stay there.

Leah pondered for a moment, and she woke up from the bed; she then opened the door and shouted, “Somebody, I’m starving!”

The maid guarding the door opened the door.

There, Leah peeped down.

“I’m starving.”

“Wait.” The maid turned around and knocked down violently as she tried to descend the stairs.

Leah took advantage of the maid, who had not yet regained her senses, and ran down the stairs.

“She ran away!”

“She ran away!”

The maid shouted while she slumped on the ground.

Leah's heart had sunk, but that did not bother her, and she had quickened her steps.

Upon this, Jackson, who was in the next room, heard the sound, and he was fast in opening the door. He chased after Leah after that.

“Ms. White, where are you trying to go?”

Having looked at each other, Leah recognized the person standing before her and twitched her lips.

“Jackson Lamere!”

The person whose Han had sought for so long has now appeared at Ford’s residence.

Was that meant Shawn and Jackson were in cooperation?

Jackson curved the corner of his mouth, and in his jokingly gaze, he said, “Ms. White, are you surprised?”

In a split second, Leah calmed herself down. “No.”

Jackson had blocked her only way exit, and she had missed the chance. The people guarding would

be more cautious after the incident.

“Get back, don’t make me do anything unwanted.” Jackson rolled up his sleeve.

However, Leah did not easily give up and turned back slightly; she trotted by the time Jackson slackened. It had made Jackson change his face, and he chased after with wide steps, pulled Leah’s collar, and he dumped her on the ground.

He raised his hand and slapped Leah, scolding in a high tone, “B*itch.”

If Leah had escaped, it was equivalent to his plan failing, which was something he wouldn’t allow to happen.

Leah’s right cheek was red and swollen rapidly, and she sat weakly on the floor; painful in her belly, she felt a gust of heat between her legs, and her complexion changed.

Baby, her baby.

With all her might, Leah upheld the pain and grabbed Jackson’s pants, “Mr. Lamere, please help me, please help my baby.”

Jackson went a few steps backward to avoid Leah.

“I beg you.” Leah was pale and sweaty all over her face.

Jackson stood up and looked down at Leah, he saw a gush of fresh blood between her legs, and he was delighted at that moment.

The baby in Leah’s belly was Han’s vile spawn.

It was good if the vile spawn had gone.

Leah covered her belly with her hands, her eyes filled with supplication. "I beg you. Please help my baby..."

She remembered she had suffered when losing a child and didn’t want to experience it again.

Upon seeing this, Jackson kicked Leah away with a frozen face and said, “That’s vile spawn, it’s unnecessary to keep!”

Leah numbed in pain, people talking sounded in her ears, and she kept begging in her mouth hoping for Jackson to help her baby.

Chapter 248 Die Along

Jackson raised his leg and was ready to kick Leah's belly when he was pushed by a tremendous force and fell to the side of the wall.

“Get the doctor now.”

Upon seeing this, Shawn lifted Leah horizontally from the floor and ran scurry upstairs.

Mr. Carling was terrified by the fresh blood on the floor, and he turned around and looked for the family doctor.

“Are you insane, aren’t you? The baby is Han’s!” Jackson had approached.

Leah lifted her hand strenuously and wanted to tell Shawn that the baby was his, hoping he could help the baby; she went into a blackout just before she could say anything.

At this moment, Shawn’s cold gaze flashed at Jackson. “Get out of here.”

The doctor was there in no time, and Leah received a progesterone injection after the doctor examined her.

In Shawn's expected gaze, he thought the baby was his. Jackson could not stand it and said, "Let God decide."

Shawn nodded in affirmation. He had done everything in his power and hoped Leah would not blame

him when she woke up.

Downstairs, Jackson was so angry that Shawn had interfered that he randomly threw the things in the living hall into disarray. He sat hostile on the couch, no one daring to approach him.

Shawn closed the door and walked down slowly. He formed a cold stare when he found the mess on the floor. “Mr. Lamere, you have such a bad temper in you.”

Jackson Lamere would be the next after things were resolved on Han Howard.

At that moment Jackson did not care about manners, he rushed forward and asked, "Why did you save her? Didn’t we want to take revenge on Han? Or has your heart been softened?

Shawn pushed him away, with his disdained gaze, and said, “Han would only be hooked if Leah is good and sound.”

“I don’t want you to ruin our plan just because of your unsatisfactory, or I’ll send you to Han Howard.” Shawn was staring at Jackson and warning him in a deep voice.

Having heard it, Jackson lowered his head, feeling guilty and a hint of chill over his body. He knew Shawn well as he would do as he said. He then snorted, slammed the door, and left.

On the other hand, the men assigned by Han Howard had searched almost all of Linkville, but they still could not locate Leah.

Upon listening to Alfred’s report, Han’s eyes were red, and he said coldly, “Continue to find.”

"Distribute the reward slip on the street. The one who finds Leah will be rewarded with four million dollars, while the one who provides essential information will receive seven hundred thousand."

Han had been sleepless since Leah went missing two days ago.

Alfred nodded, “Yes, Mr. Howard.”

After that, Han took the car key because he intended to go to the places where Leah often looked for clues.

“Mr. Howard, do you need a rest?” Alfred found Han’s eyes were blackened and reminded him.

“No.” Han had quickened his steps and left the office after that.

Time passed quickly, and Han passed through the places frequently visited by Leah, including the White Residence and the White Group.

Han sat in the car, and an idea flashed in his heart.

At the hospital, Charlotte watched television after a meal in Molly's embrace.

When the door to the hospital room opened, Molly smiled broadly when she saw Han. Had he come to visit Charlotte because his heart was still with her?

Han asked coolly, "Where is she?"

He had a feeling that Leah's sudden disappearance probably had something to do with Molly. Besides, he could not think of anyone who would cheat on Leah except Molly.

Molly released Charlotte from her hands, not understanding the meaning of Han's words, and approached Han with a frown.

"Han, can we go out to eat together? How about a visit to Charlotte's favorite revolving restaurant?"

Molly's eyes flashed, and she did not want to let Han go because she was excited by the thought of being inside Han's mind.

Han’s patience had diminished along the journey on the road, and with his frosty gaze, he asked, “I ask you again, where is she?”

“Who?”

Molly regained her senses later, and Leah was the only person who could drive Han haywire.

“I don’t know where she is.”

Molly had intended to disturb Leah, but she could not because she had to keep Charlotte company in the hospital these days.

Meeting Han's questioning gaze, she explained, "Do not look at me like that, because I do not know. Han, am I so despicable in your heart?"

"And besides, I need her unborn baby."

Han was silent and dragged Molly out of the hospital room. Charlotte had followed him, with her baby in her ear, and she said, "I want to go where Daddy is taking Mommy."

At this, Han touched Charlotte's crown, and his cold countenance faded. "Be good, Charlotte. You can not go, you have to stay in the hospital."

After his words, Han took Molly away directly without bothering Charlotte.

"Han, you must be insane! I can not leave Charlotte alone in the officers' mess. Where are you going to take me?" Molly struggled but failed to break free from his grasp.

He let go of Molly when they arrived at the stairs.

The silky fair skin of Molly's wrist turned red in large diameter.

"Where is Molly? Are you cooperating with Shyanne Howard to deceive her?" Han was emotionless.

"I don’t know where she is, and you can check if you don’t believe it." Molly guessed that Leah must be in trouble. Secretly she was pleased, for she had thought that the wicked would be punished."

A gust of chilly air blew into the window. Han retrieved his expression, calmed himself down, and said, “Go in to keep Charlotte accompanied.”

Molly was standing still on the ground, unwilling to leave.

“Was Leah in trouble?”

"She destroyed someone else's family and would have gotten into trouble sooner or later because evil deeds catch up with her," Molly said mockingly, without waiting for a reply from Han.

When Han heard this, his anger flared, he strangled Molly's thin neck, and his dark eyes became emotionless. "You must die along with her if anything happens to her."

A sudden attack of suffocation had reddened Molly's face. She tapped Han's arms to get him to let her go.

The air inhaled gradually reduced, and she felt the point of dying at that moment. Molly thought she would die from being strangled, but Han took off his hands at the eleventh hour.

Han glared condescendingly at Molly, sitting weakly on the floor, and said, “You can’t touch her, Molly. You’d better pray that she is fine.”

Cough.

Molly coughed badly with teary eyes and blurred her vision. “Han, how dare you treat me like this! I’m Charlotte’s mother!”

But Molly’s words had fallen on Han’s deaf ears as he turned around and walked down the stairs.

At the Ford family’s mansion.

Leah slowly opened her eyes in the dark room. She remembered being taken by Shawn before she fainted.

Where’s the baby?

Leah placed her hands to cover the belly, and she felt it slightly bumped and relieved.

“You’re awake?” A voice sounded suddenly from one corner. Shawn stood up from the couch and switched on the light.

Molly raised her eyes, the first thing she wanted to know was the baby’s condition. “How’s my baby?”

Chapter 249 Termination of Partnership

Han, with well-defined eyes, condescendingly stared at the person who lay in the bed with a mocking smile; she was too vulnerable to care for the baby in her belly.

“Is he so important to you?” Shawn asked with a sneer.

“Yes, of course.” Replied Leah.

Although she hated Shawn, the baby was innocent. In her gaze of expectation, Shawn replied impatiently, “Baby is fine.”

Leah got up and stared at Shawn before saying, “Thank you.”

She knew it was him who saved her before she fainted.

In reply, Shawn was as if staring at a fool gazing at Leah, and he thought she was stupid because she thanked him even though he had kidnapped her.

But her gratitude irritated him, and with a frustrated voice, he said, “You’re such a fool.”

“Please be sure you don’t ever mess around in front of Jackson, or I couldn’t handle it.”

Shawn left the room after he finished his words.

Leah looked outside the window, it was clear weather, but she was unwilling to show her happiness.

She then lowered her head with her gentle gaze and said, “I’m sorry, baby. I’d almost trouble you.”

At the White Group CEO's office entrance, Sasha blocked the secretary who was in a rush.

“What made you nervous? Behave.”

Ian’s secretary lowered his head, and he kept away the anger in him.

Since Sarah White left the company, Sasha acted arrogantly in scolding people in the office, but they were quiet, although in frustration.

“I’m looking for Mr. Sanders.”

At this moment, Sasha noticed a document in his hand, and she picked it up when he wasn’t aware. “You can report to me if there’s anything necessary. Please don’t stand here as Ian needs to rest.”

The secretary turned around and left helplessly.

Sasha tore and opened the document file, she took out the document, and her gaze changed when she met Leah.

She was close to Ian now and wished Leah didn’t interfere with their relationship.

Upon this, she swept through the surroundings and flung the document into the shredder; she then entered the office with a smile.

At this moment, Ian was energized and sitting on the chair to sort out the documents. He was previously slim, but he looked haggard now because of the torture of illness.

Sasha served a cup of warm water and placed it on the table, and she shouted in a low volume, “Ian.” She was one of the few people who knew Ian was sick. Initially, Sasha had collapsed but knowing Ian was calm, she started to relieve herself. She didn’t ask for more, but her only hope was to walk with him until the end of his life.

“Time’s up for today. Let’s go home.” Sasha had set for Ian the time for working, and he must go home when the time was up. Ian picked up the document on the table and went out.

By the time they entered the car, the phone had rung, and Ian frowned when he saw the name on the screen; he tapped the answer button after a short dazing.

“What’s up?”

“Starting tomorrow, the Howard Group will terminate the partnership with the White Group in all aspects.” Said Han in a clear voice.

He clutched the letter, which was addressed to him, handed to him by the guard. At first, Han thought it might be information about Leah's whereabouts but he found it contained only a simple sentence demanding immediate termination of the partnership with the White Group if Leah's safety were to be assured.

Han had his people check the surveillance in the morning but came out empty-handed. No matter what happened, Han had to follow orders to ensure Leah's safety. Han could have been sure that the people behind it targeted him; his dark look full of guilt, as he had incriminated Leah.

In the car, Ian's face suddenly changed as he clutched the phone tightly; he declined the request but said, "Okay."

"Was she alright so far?" Ian couldn’t help but ask as he wanted to know Leah’s condition.

It was to Shasha’s knowledge who was the person Ian asked for, and she was unhappy in pulling Ian’s sleeve and said, “Ian, wouldn’t you promise not to mention her?”

In truth, Shasha was guilty of not informing the news of Leah’s disappearance this morning. She was worried that Ian would put all his effort into finding Leah. She hoped that Leah would just disappear and things that had happened in the past would fade into the background.

After quite some time, Han broke the silence, “She had been kidnapped.”

Upon hearing that, Ian was dumbfounded; on the spot, he was dazed and asked, “When was it?”

“Two days ago.”

Ian went into fragile, even a need to lean against the wall to not fall. During this time, he didn’t ask about Leah on purpose, nor did he pay attention to her but never did he imagine that he would ignore that news.

“Where are you? I’m coming to see you?” Ian sounded hurried.

Han had informed him of his location, and he hung up the phone and was dazing at the letter.

“Ian, where are you going?”

Ian had closed the car door even before Sasha entered the car. He stepped on the accelerator and sped off.

The people at the Howard Group knew Ian, and he could get into the CEO's office without any trouble. He found the dispirited Han sitting on the couch when Ian opened the door. Ian then widened his stride and dragged him off the couch with a sharp look. "How did you take care of her? If incapable of protecting her, why did you take her in the first place?"

Han had a poor complexion, and he pushed Ian with his lips twitched. He didn’t help himself in his explanation at the end.

“Did you get any trail?” Ian calmed down not much later.

Han responded with a head shake and full of disappointment in his eyes.

Ian heaved a deep breath as he thought that if Han couldn’t be able to find who was the mastermind, the safety of Leah was uncertain.

“Did you check Molly Lamere?”

The same response from Han was that he shook his head with exhausted pair of eyes.

After a string of blaming toward Han, Ian left the Howard Group.

In the car, he picked up the phone and tapped the numbers in the contact list, and the phone call was

answered in a split second.

"What makes you call me Mr. Sanders? Ron sounded jokingly on the phone.

Ian felt that Ron, who had been in the underworld for a long time, could help in his way of finding Leah. “Sarah was missing, and could you help to look for her?”

Thus, the reply from the phone was loud and clear, and without a doubt, “Cannot.”

For Ron, Leah was nothing more than a stranger to him. He wouldn’t waste his network and resources on someone who appeared to be a stranger to him, as it was not necessary.

Having heard that, Ian tightened his brows and said, “Ron, wasn’t you and Sarah…”

Before Ian finished his words, Ron, again, interrupted with his cold voice, “I’ve no relationship with the woman.”

Chapter 250 Just Do It

Ron Sanders would never forget in his life of that woman for her heartlessness and ugliness, and he wished not to have any relationship with her.

The phone busily rang before Ian stopped in his conversation. He stared at the screen, which went dimmer and heaved a sigh.

At the Ford family's mansion, Jackson dared to set Leah off after being warned by Shawn. But he rushed Shawn every day to carry out their plan so that nothing untoward happened.

Shawn took a sip of water and said smilingly, "If you want something big in return, you must be patient. Don’t panic, Mr. Lamere." Besides, Shawn doubted Jackson could hold a respectable position in Linkville with his quick temper.

“I can’t wait any longer. Don’t you be afraid that Han will be coming here?”

“It’s under my control. Mr. Lamere, sit back and relax.”

“If it’s spoiled, we’ll be screwed,” Jackson said in a flare and left the mansion.

After this, Shawn put the cup back on the table, glared at the second floor, and said, “You’d enough of that, and let’s get out.”

Leah went in stumbling and came out of the second-floor corner with the help of the stair railing. She planned to tell Shawn the truth about the baby but never expected to hear the plan between Jackson

and him.

"I will not spread it." Leah was pale in the face. She was in fear because she believed that if someone knew something too much, one’s life would be at stake.

Shawn found Leah’s words funny, but his face darkened when he raised his eyes to know she was frightened in her face.

Was she so scared of himself?

“Come here.”

Shawn motioned to Leah by waving his hand, and he patted the place beside himself, signaling her to sit next to him.

At this, Leah doubted for a moment before continuing her move. She had to bow to the current situation because she had no other option. Because of her baby, she decided to listen to Shawn temporarily.

That's when Shawn grabbed her, narrowed the distance between them, and asked, "Are you afraid of me?"

Leah felt a whoosh of warm air that was stranger to her around her neck, and she intuitively pushed him away. She suppressed the irritation in her heart with a shake of her head and replied, “No, I don’t.”

Shawn gazed at her, “Telling lies would get you punished.”

When Leah heard this, she swallowed her saliva in excitement. At first, she thought the kidnapped was because Shawn knew the truth about the baby. But she never thought he would use her to threaten Han.

“I don’t have a place in his heart, so it’s useless you have me kidnapped.” She sounded sour.

They would not have come to this stage if Han didn’t love her.

“Oh really?” Shawn rebutted.

Leah nodded momentously.

After looking at Leah with a momentous expression, Shawn burst out laughing. He wouldn’t act rashly if he hadn’t been confident.

“This is interesting!” Shawn deepened his laugh. He found that meaningful when Leah didn’t know Han loved her.

Leah’s body was stiff, and the distance between them remained.

“Shawn, I know one nice guy. Could you release me? I guarantee I wouldn’t spread it out.”

In response, Shawn was quiet to her question.

"Let us make a bet. If Han comes, I'll chop off his leg. But your leg will suffer if he does not show up."

Shawn reached out, and his fingertip slid through Leah's thigh root toward her lower part.

Leah braved out, pushed Shawn away, and blurted out, "He wouldn’t be coming!"

It was meant not only for Shawn but for herself as well.

“If that is so, you seem no value now.” Shawn darkened in his face.

“Send her back to the room. She is not allowed to come out without my permission.”

The maid took Leah up even before she could react.

One week has passed briskly. Han Howard had assigned many people to search for Leah, but there was still no news. Besides, Ian Sanders also materialized the Sanders family’s network, and it was not fruitful.

When they were discouraged, the letter was sent again, but this time it was sent to the White Group.

Ian looked at the letter and sat down on the chair, powerless.

Who was the person behind all these?

He wanted fifty-five percent of the shares of the White Group, and the shares of Leah and himself together amounted to fifty-five percent.

Concerning this, Sasha snatched the letter and shredded it, throwing it into the trash bin as if the news in the letter would have gone forever.

"Ian, I disagree with you." She didn’t want the hard work that had been built between the White family and the Sanders family to be damaged because of Leah.

“This has nothing to do with you,” Ian said coldly.

“I’m afraid Mrs. Sanders wouldn’t agree to this!” Sasha ran out after she finished her words.

Ian was too tired to bother her. He called the secretary's department and ordered, “Please prepare a share transfer letter and send it to me as soon as possible.”

The letter for the share transfer was prepared briskly. When the secretary was about to knock on the door, a sound resonated from behind. "Give it to me."

The secretary turned to his back. It was Mr. Sanders and Sasha.

The office door was opened.

Ian didn’t look back, and he didn’t see Mrs. Sanders and Sasha, and said, “Put here, and you may go out.”

“Ian, why didn’t you inform me of such a big issue?”

When Mrs. Sanders’ voice heard, Ian was surprised; he stood up from the chair. “Mom, what brings you here?”

When he ended his words, he saw Sasha tagging behind Mrs. Sanders.

The reason Mrs. Sanders paid a visit was clear to Ian.

Ian lowered his head with confusion in his gaze. “I couldn’t let her die without help because I’ve already let her down.”

The engagement banquet had become the biggest joke in Linkville. Initially, Ian intended to reorganize the White Group for the remaining time in his life, but it seemed impossible now.

The existence of the White Group was not necessary for Ian if Leah was not there.

Mrs. Sander moved forward and held Ian's back of the hand and gave an affectionate pat, “I’m here to tell you, just do it according to your decision.” She, too, couldn’t bear to see Leah dies.”

Ian’s face was in surprise as he thought his mom would stop him, and he had never expected…

Sasha was stunned and said, "Mrs. Sanders, did you not come to counsel Ian?" Sasha had left the White Group earlier and told Mrs. Sanders everything when she went to the Sanders family. Her goal was for her to stop Ian from making the transfer of the shares.

Mrs. Sanders turned back, her kind expression slightly faded with her sharp eyes, “Sasha, I’ve seen you grow up since you were young. I would not care about your past mistake, and you could stay with Ian peacefully; If you go anything against that, I’ll not let you go so easily, and you can try."

“Mrs. Sanders, I don’t mean it…”

“Besides, Sarah is your sister.” Mrs. Sanders said in a frosty voice.

Ian signed the shares transfer letter after he had asked the chauffeur to send Mrs. Sanders home, he then locked the document in the safe box cautiously.

The next thing Ian was going to do was he would be waiting for the people behind the kidnap to contact him.