"Mr. Walker!" Dr. Howell persisted. He was genuinely concerned that Carl's injury on his back might worsen.Carl was currently caught in a tough spot. He could no longer simply walk away unharmed these days.Whitney cast a skeptical glance at Dr. Howell, sensing that something was amiss. Then she said, "Daddy, put me down! I'm all grown up now. People might start talking nonsense if you keep carrying me like this."At last, Carl cracked a faint smile and released Whitney."Daddy, look. I'm almost as tall as you now," Whitney teased, blinking and laughing with joy. But there was a hint of worry in her eyes.She had picked up on something in Dr. Howell's tone just now. Something was amiss with Carl's health. Furthermore, Carl's grip was so strong when he was holding her just now. It was as if letting go of her would mean losing everything."Daddy, Mick and I made a gift for you. I'll go get it for you now," Whitney said as she pulled Mick upstairs. Meanwhile, Dr. Howell brought Car
"What? My son also went missing?" Donald anxiously asked as he lay in his hospital bed.Carl's previous trick had kept Donald bedridden for two whole months. Donald's health had improved with the attentive care of his doctors. But he remained bedridden, unable to carry out daily tasks like an ordinary man.Donald had used his bedridden days to think things over. He concluded that Carl was the main cause of all his troubles.Thus, when Maverick came to him seeking help, he rejected with a visibly displeased look.After all, why would any sane man lend a hand to their own romantic rival? Even if it was to find Violet, he would have to do it secretly himself. Then, he should claim her as his own to provoke Carl.Donald had calculated his plans meticulously. Even someone as eloquent as Maverick found it hard to convince him.Originally, everything was under Donald's control. But now, to his dismay, Mick had gone missing.Donald's clenched fists lashed out at Maverick as he shout
"Alright then," Novya seemed to be swayed by Violet's words. "That person is Silvia Grey, a well-known figure in the underground world. She has companies and assets worth billions of dollars worldwide."Also known as the 'Midnight Viper' in the underground mafia, she leads an assassin organization with thousands under her command. She's cold, ruthless, and particularly enjoys going against Carl's Night Crawlers. Perhaps … she could help you."But I really don't recommend you to find her. She's unpredictable and handles things ruthlessly. I won't rest easy if anything were to happen to you." Novya paused, then added, "As for Whitney, we still have other options. I can handle the organization's issues on my own, too. Violet, you should really just rest."Violet had heard of Silvia before, but she didn't know much about her. But her background hinted at her nature. For instance, Silvia's organization once wiped out a hundred people in one go. The common trait among the victims was
Novya could only sigh softly. His gaze was filled with emotions as he looked at her.The concern, reluctance, hesitation, and various emotions in that gaze stirred Violet's heart.But these emotions weren't enough to make Violet give up or break her promise to Silvia.Seeing that there was no stopping her, Novya could only shake his head. He took out a small black box from his pocket.Novya handed the box to Violet and instructed her, "It seems … I can't really stop you. Donald's current residence has slightly relaxed nighttime security. With these glasses, it'll be more convenient for you."Violet took the box and slowly opened it.Inside the box, there was a pair of contact lenses with ultra-thin lenses, along with a special multipurpose solution. It was all designed specifically for Violet's night blindness."Thank you, Mr. Kaplan." Violet's voice was almost a sob.Novya gently patted Violet on the back, reassuring her, "Don't rush things. Your safety comes first. When you g
Violet didn't dare to act rashly. She quickly scanned her surroundings and came up with an escape route. Then, she walked toward Donald cautiously as her hair stood on end."Put the grapes down, Ellie. Leave the hard work to this guy. All you need to do is to make me happy." Donald laughed and gently tapped Elle's hand."You know my thoughts best. You won't disappoint me, will you?""Of course … Mr. Brown," Elle answered and hid her frustration.It had been humiliating for her to take care of a man like Donald. To make things worse, Donald was thinking of making the bodyguard her competition?"Good. You, come over here," Donald instructed as he smiled in approval.Violet paused and hesitated for a while at his order. She roughened her voice on purpose and said, "Mr. Brown, I've caught a mild cold. I shouldn't risk passing the cold to you."Despite Donald's frown, she continued, "Mr. Walker has been waiting for a long time in the living room. Mr. Brown, if you have no plans of me
"Huh! You're quite a proud one." Donald quirked his brow. He didn't look at Helen but at Carl instead.He said, "Carl, we've worked together before, so I'll give you one more chance. Just tell me what you really want, or you'll have to leave.""You!" Helen was furious since Donald treated her like thin air.She yelled, "If it weren't for you stealing my family's crest, Carl would never have come to your pathetic place! I don't even know if your bodyguard is a man or a woman, and you yourself look hideous! All of you are ridiculous!"Helen went on her rant and did not realize that Donald's face had darkened.If Carl, who was standing next to her, didn't pull her sleeve, she would still be cursing Donald."Carl, you must help me …" Helen looked at Carl weakly, feeling apologetic.She had promised to control her temper. Why did she lash out in front of Donald?"Okay." Carl tapped Helen's hand and comforted her.Then, he looked at Donald and said, "Mr. Brown, you're a great man wh
Violet took a deep breath when Novya's text message came. She made up her mind.Maybe she could deal with Silvia and work for her. In the meantime, she would look for Whitney in secret and protect her.After all, she had to take the risk to get what she wanted.Violet knew that she couldn't escape from Silvia's control for the time being. She decided to calm down and use the resources around her to achieve her goal.She wasn't sure what resources she had at the moment, but for Whitney, she would give her best!"Mr. Kaplan, I'm heading back in a while." Violet parked the car by the river and sent Novya a text message.Novya received the message and immediately replied, "Take care."Violet stared at the two words sent by Novya. A faint smile formed on her lips, but she looked chilly.Novya seemed to care about her a lot. But was it genuine?Violet was suspicious of Novya for the first time.She didn't dare confirm her suspicions either. Ever since Novya brought her to Silvia, V
Mick was so eager to let Whitney meet Violet that he didn't realize a black sedan had approached them silently. The sedan hit his car when he was about to make a quick turn.Mick's car shook. Even though he thought himself a pretty good driver, the car still wobbled from the impact."Whitney!" Mick cried out in worry.Whitney answered in a small voice, "I'm fine."Mick frowned. He dodged the attacks from the black sedan while glancing at Whitney behind him."Mick, I'm … Careful!" Whitney had her eyes wide open before she could finish speaking.She stared at the sedan in horror, and her face paled as it moved closer."Don't worry," Mick said with fake bravado when he sensed the impending danger.He gave Whitney a smile and turned back to take on the challenge.He was confident in his abilities, and he shot out his gold needles faster than he usually did.However, a mysterious dark figure had come close to him even before he could use the first needle. The figure pointed its gu