She Is A CEO

Chapter 1137 Returning Home

The doctor shrugged. Although he sympathized with the woman in front of him, he still told the truth, "On the day that group of people left here, that boy was killed."

When she heard this response, Libby's eyes rolled back and she couldn't suppress the sound of a mournful howl. She leaned backwards, but luckily Thomas was quick to catch her. Even he and Rhys were deeply saddened by this news. That child was someone they had watched grow up...Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

"Mrs. Wood, hold on. We still need to find him!" Rhys said, fighting back tears.

Libby panted heavily, but she didn't pass out completely. Her heartbeat was so fast that her body couldn't bear it anymore. She wanted to ask where her son's body was, but when she opened her mouth, there was a sound of panting, and she couldn't speak anymore.

Thomas didn't have time to think much and quickly helped her out by asking the question for her,

"Where is the body of that boy?!"

The doctor stood up and felt grateful that he had kept a compassionate heart. Otherwise, it would have been difficult to explain to Lauren from the Osade family now. He waved his hand at Libby and the other two, saying,

"Follow me."

Although Libby wanted to stand up, her legs were so weak that she couldn't straighten them. She was like a limp ragdoll, and Rhys and Thomas had to support her on either side as they followed the doctor's footsteps.

This clinic seemed to have a small storefront, but after they passed through the small door in the front hall, a dark passage unfolded in front of them. There were several doors irregularly arranged on the left and right. Unpleasant smell, even the smell of blood could be clearly smelled. Rhys and Thomas still took Libby with them all the way to the end.

At the end of the corridor, the doctor opened a door, and the layout inside was completely different. The lights in the room were dim, and there was a Buddhist hall inside, where an unknown Buddha was enshrined. The smell of incense and burning candles permeated the entire space, keeping all bloody smells out of this room.

Rhys kept staring at the Buddha statue, while the doctor casually said, "I believe in Buddhism."

Rhys nodded and asked, "Where is that boy?"

The doctor walked towards the hall and lit a stick of incense. He then took out a jar from under the table and held it in his hands as he spoke to Libby and two others,

"There are countless killings every day. I can't control it. The boy's body was disposed of because he was also a citizen of Athegate. Although I'm not a good person, I can't bear to let him be thrown in the wild, so... I secretly followed the group of people to collect his body, and then cremated it. This is his ashes."

Hearing the word ashes, Libby, who had been anxious, raised her head suddenly as if she had come back to life! Under the flickering candlelight, she saw the black jar, and what was in it was her son! "Casper!" There was a shrill call, hiding her infinite sorrow. Libby shouted as if possessing brute force, broke away from Thomas and Rhys, and rushed over, snatching the ashes urn from the doctor's hand and holding it in her arms inside.

The jar was so cold. Her child should be very scared...

Libby couldn't stop crying, and every drop of tears fell on the jar, scorching hot, but she couldn't wake up his son anymore.

Rhys and Thomas couldn't hold back any longer, both of them buried their heads and wiped away tears.

The doctor sighed and said,

"Your son didn't leave peacefully. At the beginning, he didn't cooperate with the leading man, so he suffered a lot... If you already know who that man is, don't let him go."

Libby gritted her teeth fiercely upon hearing these words, clutching the urn of ashes even tighter.

She won't let him go!

That day, Libby had already forgotten how she left the clinic through the dark corridor with her son's ashes in her arms. She walked forward aimlessly, and Rhys and Thomas followed worriedly. Then she said in a hoarse voice,

"An eye for an eye, it's time for us to go back!" After speaking, she lowered her head and whispered to her son in her arms.

"Casper, I'm taking you home."

After a thousand miles of distance, Casper's soul can finally come home.

Two days later, Miles told Casper that he needed to go home to take care of some things. Casper wasn't afraid of any resistance from him, so he readily agreed. He didn't even notice the intense hatred that Miles couldn't hide before leaving, but it was something he had grown accustomed to anyway.

The Wood's Residence.

As soon as Miles entered the living room, he was startled to see Libby holding a black jar in her arms. Miles stumbled and almost fell, but his trusted companion by his side caught him. Assisted to sit on the sofa, Miles hardly dared to look at the jar, but his eyes involuntarily followed it. His son, who had been held dear for half his life, was in this small jar! Libby's eyes were so swollen. These days, she shed tears and held her son's ashes all the time, but no matter what she did, the pain in her heart could not be relieved. "Miles... I brought Casper back..." Libby's voice was also hoarse.

"How could our Casper end up in such a situation... When he left home, he promised us that he would come back for festival soon... But what we got when we waited for him was..." Libby's tears kept falling, and she couldn't control them anymore. She spoke in a hoarse voice,

"If the plastic surgeon hadn't a little conscience, I'm afraid we wouldn't even be able to find our son's ashes now. Miles, Jacob Taylor must pay for Casper's life!" When it came to the last sentence, Libby's voice seemed to be chewing on blood.

"I have been ready for a long time," Miles said as tears welled up in his eyes, unable to be stopped just like his wife's. He gently placed his hand on the urn and continued to speak. "Before, I still had a little hope, so I spared his life, but now... he will definitely die!"

"Miles, Jacob is cunning and treacherous. Don't startle him and let him escape!" When it came to dealing with Jacob, Libby's thoughts become clear and cautious.

"We must be careful every step of the way, cut off all his ways of life, and make him unable to escape!"

"Don't worry. I will definitely not let him escape, not to mention we are not the only ones who want him to die."

"Are you saying..." Libby looked up at her husband, remembering the deep-seated animosity between Jacob and Lucia, a feud she had even heard about herself. "Yes, it's Lucia. Actually, I've been working with her for a long time," Miles replied.