Queen Revenge

Aunt Lexi went through the call logs of her landline in order to prove her innocence, and the caller ID was indeed my phone number, and it had called in just four hours earlier.

The maid gave sweetheart to Ulysses Will unguarded, and would not have alerted Mr. Richter’s mother and Fin Wilson if Nancy Richter hadn’t suddenly arrived, felt something was wrong, and pulled up the surveillance and saw Ulysses Will.

“No way, I didn’t call, much less have someone pick up SWEETHEART.”

My explanation pales in the face of the evidence.

All the servants in the house can testify, even Sunny said, “Young Madam, it was indeed you who called ah, at that time I was in the living room changing the flowers and heard your conversation with Aunt Lexi.”

Mr. Richter’s mother sat and didn’t say anything, but her eyes showed her disappointment in me.

Fin Wilson said coldly, “Wait until Walker gets here, the child is lost and must be found.”

They had already notified Walker Richter, and there was no way that Walker Richter’s side could have kept something this big from them.

I didn’t know what was going on and explained to Mr. Richter’s mother, “Grandma, I really didn’t, if you don’t believe me, you can get my phone records, I don’t know why this set of numbers is mine, but I really didn’t make any phone calls, much less ask Ulysses Will to come and take the baby away, think about it, what was the Think about it. What did I do that for? Hiding SWEETHEART from me won’t do me any good at all.”

“Still weaseling.” Nancy Richter dumped a stack of photos on the table, “This is the evidence of your conspiracy with Ulysses Will, Bella Hill, last time you didn’t admit to having a relationship with Ulysses Will, now you have nothing to say, you are afraid that sweetheart’s birth will be exposed, my second brother will pursue the matter, and your wishful thinking will fall through, so you joined forces with Ulysses Will to steal the child, right? fell through, so you joined forces with Ulysses Will to steal the child, right.”

The picture is from the last time I had dinner with Ulysses Will, and it turns out that that day in the parking lot wasn’t just an illusion on my part, but someone was indeed following me.

When I saw the pictures, I knew that no amount of explaining myself would help, and that the key thing now was to get SWEETHEART back.

I took out my cell phone to call Ulysses Will, but it was off.

I was so anxious, and I was not expecting things to get to this point.

Ulysses Will is hell bent on recognizing SWEETHEART, but he didn’t think to use this stupid method.

I’m puzzled, given what I know about Ulysses Will, there’s no way he’d be so reckless.

Nancy Richter sneered, “Don’t be a sycophant there, I’ll see what you have to say when the second brother gets here.”

Just as he was talking, Walker Richter came back in a hurry, and as soon as he entered he asked, “What’s going on, did sweetheart find it?”

“Second brother, you can finally come back, originally I don’t want to meddle in the matter, but the second sister-in-law united with the man outside to steal the SWEETHEART, and now the whereabouts are unknown …” Nancy Richter added more fuel to the fire and told the matter to Nancy Richter added more fuel to the fire and told the story to Walker Richter.

Walker Richter listened, then looked at the photo again, his eyes ghostly toward me.

He didn’t ask me anything, except that the look in his eyes was very complicated and puzzling.

I mumbled, “I didn’t.”

I don’t know if Walker Richter believes it or not, I wouldn’t believe it if it were me and the evidence was overwhelming, I guess.

I was tired of explaining, and instead of pursuing me immediately, Walker Richter sent for SWEETHEART first.

Mr. Richter’s mother called Walker Richter aside and said something, and after that Mr. Richter’s mother and Fin Wilson just went back to the old the Richter family mansion, and when they left, they only said to Walker Richter: “Let grandma know at once if you hear from sweetheart.”

Nancy Richter followed reluctantly, leaving Walker Richter and me alone in the large living room.

He made a call with a blank face and listened to the content of the call which was to a friend in the police department to help retrieve SWEETHEART.

As soon as I heard that Walker Richter had called the police, I couldn’t help but raise my voice to stop it, “Don’t call the police, Ulysses Will, he surely didn’t mean to take sweetheart, just contact Ulysses Will and retrieve sweetheart.”

I don’t want this to get ugly. Ulysses Will’s life will be over if he’s tainted by the kidnapping and trafficking of children.

Walker Richter’s eyes were sharp and his voice was cold, “If he dares to touch my daughter, then he will wait for the consequences.”

At that moment, I saw from Walker Richter eyes killed, Walker Richter although work is busy, but once free to return home, must be the first to go to see their daughters, once I saw Walker Richter let sweetheart ride on his neck to play, in front of his daughter, he is just a father, rather than the outside let a person in awe of the President Richter, a proper daughter slave.

Maybe it was a brain fart, I blurted out, “It’s not like sweetheart is your daughter, she’s Ulysses Will’s kid.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, the air around him suddenly froze.

My heart trembled, I almost didn’t dare to look him squarely in the eye, I was afraid of angering him, when things really got out of hand, my tone softened, “Don’t call the police.”

I’m pleading for Ulysses Will not because I have any lingering feelings for him, but because he saved me from a fire, and with the bond of childhood friends who grew up together, how could I stand by and watch him go to prison.

“Alva Hill,” Walker Richter grimaced, his low voice thinly veiled with coolness, “you’d better pray that Ulysses Will didn’t hurt sweetheart, or it’s useless for anyone to plead for mercy. ”

Dropping this remark, Walker Richter went out with a grimace on his face.

Looking at Walker Richter’s back, I mentally prayed that Ulysses Will would return SWEETHEART sooner rather than later, otherwise the consequences would be unthinkable.

I kept calling Ulysses Will but the phone was always off, I was so anxious that I drove to Ulysses Will’s place to look for him, there was no one there, and I found out from a neighbor that Ulysses Will went out in the afternoon and didn’t come back.

Looks like Ulysses Will had it coming.

The North Side is so big, I don’t really know where to look for people, but I have to get to them before Walker Richter does.

I drove the streets like a headless fly looking for someone, I went to the orphanage, I went to Fiona Croix, everywhere I could think of, and nothing, it was like Ulysses Will had disappeared.

Back at Pear orchard, it was 3:00 a. m. I was really tired but couldn’t sleep.

Walker Richter didn’t come back, and the house was overcast and depressed because of the loss of SWEETHEART.

I thought there was something fishy about the daytime calls and went back to Sunny to double-check.

“When Aunt Lexi answered the phone at that time, you did hear the voice on the other end as me?”

Sunny recalled and said with some uncertainty, “It sounds like it, the other party said it was the young lady, so naturally we didn’t think much about it, young lady, sweetheart will be fine, if I knew that person was stealing the child, I would have blocked it at that time.”

Sunny blamed himself very much.

Nowadays, with the advanced technology of the Internet, it is not difficult to change the voice and number, but who is the other party?

Is Ulysses Will behind this?

He would have known exactly what consequences I would suffer if he impersonated me and took SWEETHEART, and he would not have done that.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

And who made that call?

My brain hurts from thinking about it, it’s getting light and still no word from SWEETHEART.

A change of clothes was about to go out and continue the search when a delivery arrived on the doorstep.