Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO Chapter 404 - 215: I’m Claiming You!

The thought of it caused pain to flicker in Rebecca Quentin’s eyes once more.

Christine Quinn’s mood also dropped at this mont. She said sorrowfully, "When I heard Howard Geoffrey was related to my father’s death, I couldn’t accept it at all. Because despite always thinking of Howard as cold and heartless, I never believed he was such a person. So I doubted what Skyler Jones told , but I never anticipated that Skyler would give evidence..."

Rebecca Quentin’s eyes widened in shock, "Evidence?"

Christine imdiately took out her phone and handed it to Rebecca Quentin to see a photo on it.

Upon seeing the photo, Rebecca Quentin was startled, "Aunt Clare?"

Yes, the phone displayed a photo of Aunt Clare, the background being the apartnt in Y City shared with Aunt Clare.

The tistamp on the photo showed it was taken recently...

Rebecca Quentin was bewildered, "Isn’t Aunt Clare supposed to be in the countryside? How did she end up in Y City?" She stared closely at Aunt Clare in the photo, who looked much more haggard and worried.

Christine furrowed her brow, "Becca, you think Aunt Clare has always been in the countryside? You’re mistaken. In reality, Aunt Clare has been in Y City all along. She wanted to find you a long ti ago, but she couldn’t."

"Why?" Rebecca Quentin was astonished.

"Because Howard Geoffrey ordered her confinent in Y City, which is why over the past year with your pregnancy and childbirth, she seldom called you. Whenever you called her, she always covered up with happiness."

Rebecca Quentin suddenly stood up from the bedside, "Impossible, how could he imprison Aunt Clare..."

Christine rose as well and reluctantly said, "Because Aunt Clare uncovered the cause of our father’s death over a year ago."

Rebecca Quentin shook her head repeatedly.

Christine added, "As to how Aunt Clare discovered this, we remain ignorant, but I can confirm Howard Geoffrey imprisoned Aunt Clare due to this matter. Aunt Clare once sent a distress ssage to Skyler Jones to relay this news to you. For over a year, Skyler Jones has been tracking Aunt Clare’s whereabouts, only recently discovering Aunt Clare was in Y City, yet Skyler Jones couldn’t rescue her."

Rebecca Quentin’s weakened body staggered backward as Christine was startled and quickly held her upright, "Becca—"

Rebecca Quentin lacked strength and could only remain standing with Christine’s support.

Christine actually had more to say, but observing Rebecca Quentin’s inability to endure, she swallowed her unsaid words painfully and said with pity, "I know I shouldn’t tell you this, but I want you to see Howard Geoffrey’s true nature clearly..."

Rebecca Quentin still shook her head, her dazed eyes clearly showing great shock.

Christine supported Rebecca Quentin’s unsteady body, her voice tinged with tears, "Becca, please believe , if I could, I’d rather you never knew these things in your lifeti. But if I truly pretended ignorance and allowed you to trust Howard, walk ’happily’ with him, I fear I’d have a guilty conscience for life... A person who treats life as insignificant, no matter how much he pampers you, is unworthy of having you because of his lack of humanity. So I’d rather you bear this now than regret it deeply later when you’re too far gone..."

At this mont, Rebecca Quentin suddenly broke free from Christine, and in a frenzy searched for her phone.

Finding the phone in the drawer of the bedside cabinet, she began frantically dialing Howard Geoffrey’s number.

However, Howard Geoffrey’s phone wouldn’t connect at all. She kept dialing, kept dialing, until finally, her weakened body slowly crouched down as she hugged herself helplessly and burst into tears...

Knock, knock.

Christine tucked Rebecca Quentin under the covers and then quietly went to open the door.

The visitor was Mrs. Geoffrey.

Mrs. Geoffrey appeared worried, "Is Becca... alright?"

Christine glanced at the just-asleep Rebecca Quentin on the bed and whispered, "Let’s talk outside!"

"Okay."

The two moved to the first-floor hall.

On the sofa, Christine sat opposite Mrs. Geoffrey and calmly said, "Ma’am, Becca cried herself tired and fell asleep."

Mrs. Geoffrey nodded silently.

"I’m sorry for telling Becca about Aunt Clare’s situation..."

Mrs. Geoffrey looked up bewildered, a trace of disbelief in her eyes.

Christine carefully observed Mrs. Geoffrey’s expression and said softly, "Seeing your surprised look, you didn’t expect to know about Aunt Clare’s confinent by Howard Geoffrey, did you?"