Reclaiming the CEO's Heart

Chapter 135 Callan

Chapter 135 Callan

Before dawn, the cruise ship docked early, and the guests had no idea what had happened. How could

the trip end prematurely?

As the others were being escorted off the ship, Layla erupted on the spot.

"Why aren't you sending someone to find Avery? It's this despicable woman who conspired with

outsiders to kidnap my son. She..."

John felt the urge to slap her upon hearing these words. He kicked the person in charge, Callan, into

the room.

Layla was furious at this sight. "What do you mean? Why aren't you looking for Avery? What are you

arresting my uncle for?"

"What am I doing? I should be asking you what you're planning," Jacob sat on the sofa, his expression

extremely grim, as he tossed a stack of documents onto the table.

"I spent 15 million dollars to organize Ethan's birthday banquet. How much did he get?"

Callan was the only brother of Derek. After their mother passed away, the White family treated him

kindly. However, due to his gambling habit, things weren't going well for him.

This time, Layla insisted on having him organize the first birthday banquet for Ethan, clearly wanting

him to skim some profit from it.

"It's understandable that you care about your uncle and want him to earn some money, but have you

considered that he doesn't have the ability to execute such a task? To save money, he used ingredients

that weren't fresh, and even the professional teams I spent a fortune on were replaced by random

people with no security experience. They were setting off fireworks while watching the fireworks

display, causing serious safety hazards!"

"Mr. Hill, please listen to my explanation. I..."

However, Jacob had already stood up, his tall figure blocking the bright light from above. His eyes

radiated anger as he moved towards Callan step by step.

"To save money, you used the existing chefs but drove away their apprentices and hired cheap

laborers. What do you think this place is? Your backyard?"

Callan tried to explain while standing up, "I... I did it to save some money for you, Mr. Hill. Money

doesn't grow on trees..."

Jacob kicked him in the shoulder, causing Callan to beg for mercy in pain.

But when he looked into Jacob's furious eyes, he couldn't utter a word.

"If it weren't for your greedy attempt to hire people without checking their backgrounds, those people

wouldn't have easily gotten on board! If anything happened to my son, go feed yourself to the sharks!"

Layla looked at the price list and the actual quotations. The price of eggs alone was five times higher

than the market value.

She knew her uncle could be greedy, but she didn't expect him to stoop so low just to make money. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

"Uncle, you've really killed us this time!" Layla threw the quotation sheet onto Callan's face.

Callan still wanted to explain himself. "How could I have known it would turn out like this? I made sure

they received training. This disappearance of Mr. Ethan has nothing to do with me..."

Jacob gradually applied more force to the foot on Callan's shoulder. With a chilling aura emanating

from his entire body, he stared at this middle-aged man driven by self-interest. "If you try to argue one

more word, do you believe that I will cut out your tongue?"

Callan quickly covered his mouth, trembling in fear.

Jacob despised Callan for being responsible for the abduction of Ethan and Avery due to his

incompetence. He wished he could torture Callan to death.

John approached from the darkness, wearing an ominous expression on his face. "We checked Miss

Adams' phone location, but there's no signal. As for the speedboat, it didn't return to the port; instead, it

headed into the deep sea."

The worst had happened. The sea was unpredictable, cutting off all tracking leads.