The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning by Max Charming Chapter 979
“You’re giving us everything? But what will you and uncle do?” Blake asked. She could not hide her concern.
Grace sighed heavily, her voice filled with resigned acceptance. “Your uncle and I knew this day might come. We have to ensure your and Mya’s safety first. With this money, you should manage just fine. We’ll manage somehow.”
Blake’s eyes began to fill with tears. She said, “There must be another way. We can ask Madelyn for help. She said the only person who can deal with Fred is Mr. Jardin, the CEO of Jardin Corporation. Mr. Jardin’s her brother, and he will surely help us.”
Grace shook her head, a mix of sadness and resolve in her eyes. She said, “Blake, we are outsiders in their world. Madelyn has already done more than enough for us. We can’t keep depending on her anymore.”
Mya carried a glass of water over clumsily and said, “Mom, here’s your water. I accidentally broke the glass just now, but I’ve already taken care of it.”
Grace gave Mya a final, longing look, her heart heavy with farewell, and said, “Mya, you’ve done well.”
“Blake, pack your things. Book a flight tonight and leave as soon as possible.” Grace instructed.
Blake agreed with a heavy heart and began to pack their belongings.
“Where are we going?” asked Mya, innocent and confused.
“You always wanted to visit your friend overseas, right? Blake found out where he was. You’ll see him soon,” Grace reassured Mya with a smile, but her eyes held a deep sorrow.
Mya’s eyes lit up with excitement and said, “Really? Then I’ll pack right now and take lots of yummy snacks!”
Grace watched Mya’s cheerful figure bound upstairs, her heart aching. She murmured, “That’s all I can do for you now, my dear Mya.”
That evening, Grace cooked a feast, a final loving gesture for Mya. After dinner, Grace lovingly adjusted Mya’s fluffy white cap, and Mya’s face broke into a carefree smile. Grace hugged Mya and said, “My dear Mya, take care of yourself no matter where you are.”
“Mom, I’ll be smart and take care of myself. Blake and I will be back in a few days.” Mya replied.
“Go now, or you’ll miss your flight,” Grace urged.
The driver put Blake and Mya’s baggage into the back of the car.
As the car carrying Blake and Mya drove away, Grace began to dismiss the household staff and, after dealing with some company affairs, she headed to the hospital in the middle of the night. However, her journey to the hospital was unexpectedly diverted when she realized the driver was not who she had expected.
“What’s going on? Where are you taking me?” she demanded, panic rising in her voice.
“It’s too late for realizations now, Mrs. Harper,” the driver said menacingly, his eyes glinting
with malice in the rearview mirror.
Trapped in the car, Grace’s heart sank as they drove further away from the city. The car headed toward a remote area, the dark night sky only illuminated by a dim moonlight.
“Ms. Samford, I’ve brought her here as you asked,” said the suspicious man.
At that moment, Grace was bound, with tape sealing her mouth.
In the dark, a woman’s face appeared especially sinister. She said, “You have yourself to blame for this. You should have chosen your alliances more wisely. Of all the people, you had to get involved with Madelyn. But even without Madelyn, your daughter ruined my plans, and for that, she can’t be with Fred. Because Fred, like Zach, is mine!”
In another lifetime, Fred had kidnapped and assaulted Cecilia. Although initially horrified, Cecilia grew to relish their illicit affair, even bearing his child, though fate had cruelly snatched it away.
Fred’s true identity was a secret to the outside world, but Cecilia was in the know. In Ventropolis, only Zach could stand equal to Fred in the world of power.
