The Reunion After Seven Years

Chapter 123 Being Taken Away



Chapter 123 Being Taken Away

Kerr told Jay seriously as if enforcing a new rule.

It was his turn now to sleep in the same bed as Nicole.

"You're a grownup. Why can you sleep in the same bed as Mommy and I can't?"

Jay crossed his arms on his chest and looked at Kerr sternly as if challenging him to answer his question directly.

"If I don't sleep in the same bed as your mommy, how will you have a little brother or sister?"

Kerr reached for a night robe and put it on. He picked up Jay and walked to the bathroom.

"Then when will I have a little brother or sister?"

Although Jay was a bit disappointed that he could not sleep beside his mother anymore, the thought of having a little brother or sister soon filled his heart with excited joy.

He could show him or her off to Callie who also had a brother. He wondered if his future little sister would be as lovely as Callie.

"Soon."

Nicole overheard Kerr and Jay's conversation in the bathroom and felt inexplicably happy.

This was what she wanted.

Nicole slipped out of bed and put on some clothes. She was making the bed when someone knocked on the door.

"Come in. It's open."

Nicole tied her long hair into a ponytail.

"Your breakfast, Director Ning."

Jared walked in and set the food box on the table. He felt relieved by Kerr's absence.

"Thank you, Jared. I'm sorry to have bothered you during the past few days."

Nicole helped Jared pour the porridge into a bowl.

"You're always welcome, Director Ning."

Jared bowed and left the room.

Hand in hand, Kerr and Jay walked out of the bathroom and sat at the table. The three had breakfast quietly. From time to time, Kerr fed Jay his food.

"You should go back to work after breakfast. You must have a lot to do,"

Nicole told Kerr as she passed the bread to him.

"No hurry. When you get better, you can come back to work with me."

Kerr flashed Nicole a gentle smile.

"But I've resigned."

She had turned in her resignation before the bidding started.

"Really? Why didn't I receive your resignation letter?"

Kerr looked at Nicole carefully and waited for her response, pretending not to know anything about the resignation letter.

Nicole glared at him.

"You have to go to work today. I'll stay here with Jay. I'll call you if anything comes up."

Nicole did not want Kerr to worry about her any more than he already did.

"All right."

Kerr decided not to push it.

After breakfast, Kerr left the hospital and went to the Gu Group.

"Mr. Gu, the results of the bidding will be out tomorrow, but according to the estimation, it's very likely that the Gu Group will win."

Jared handed Kerr all the files that needed to be dealt with for the past two days and reported the progress of the bidding.

At the hospital, Nicole sat on her bed and opened her laptop. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

She watched the progress of the bidding and read several news articles that she had missed.

"The Song Group goes bankrupt. Former heir of the Song family, Gregory Song, finds himself in an awkward situation."

Nicole clicked on the photo in the news article.

In the photo, Gregory Song was covering his face from the cameras. He looked anxious and depressed.

Nicole did not feel anything. The Song Group had this coming, which she totally expected, although it happened faster than she imagined. She was not sure whether to blame Gregory or be grateful for

what had befallen him.

Maybe forgetting all about it was the best choice.

Nicole's phone suddenly rang. Looking at the strange number on the screen, she reluctantly answered the call.

"Hello?"

"Hi. Is this Miss Nicole Ning? I'm from the courier service. I have a package for you from Mr. Gu. Will you please come down and receive it?"

The man's voice was direct and polite.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Nicole hung up, closed her laptop, and walked out of the ward. She went to the lobby of the inpatient services building but did not find the courier.

"Miss Ning, you need to come with me."

A man in a black suit appeared and addressed Nicole.

Nicole immediately understood that there was no courier. It was just a ploy to get her to come downstairs. She slowly stepped back.

If she had to run, she would run toward the ward. Kerr's people would be waiting for her there, and she would be safe.

"Who are you? Why do I need to come with you?"

Nicole spoke to the strange man directly, but in her head, she was mapping all her possible escape routes.

"You will know soon enough. Please don't make this harder than it has to be."

The man knew that Nicole was stalling, but he was determined to take her away.

"Who sent you?"

Nicole took out her phone and attempted to call Kerr, but the man grabbed the phone from her hand.

"I will keep your phone for the time being."

The man did not want to waste any more time with Nicole. He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her into a business car parked outside.

"Where are you taking me?"

Inside the car, Nicole saw two more men who were dressed like the first one.

Her heart started racing. She did not know who these men were.

She asked them a lot of questions, but they kept silent.

The trip took forever. Nicole's patience was just about to run out when the car pulled over in front of a villa.

"We're here."

The man from the hospital opened Nicole's door.

Nicole hesitantly stepped out of the car and examined the villa in front of her. The place obviously belonged to someone either incredibly wealthy or noble born.

Slightly frowning, Nicole headed toward the front door.

The door then swung open, and a gentle, deep voice called from inside.

"Miss Ning, I've been expecting you."

Nicole walked in on a middle-aged man rising from the living room sofa. He smiled at her.

He was dressed in a dark gray suit and looked very energetic. Nicole could tell that he had been living the great life, although she did not really know him.

"Who are you? Why am I here? Don't you know that I can sue you for taking me here against my will?"


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