Laura Xavier was utterly shocked, staring in the direction where the car had disappeared, unable to collect herself for a long ti.
"Madam, what’s wrong?" a subordinate asked from behind her.
Laura’s hands were trembling, her whole body was trembling. After a long ti, she finally managed to say a complete sentence, "He’s back... the Thorne family is back... Mort Thorne is back..."
Laura had recognized it; the man just now was Mort Thorne.
Throughout her life, Laura had been haunted by the Thorne family. The Thorne family was her nightmare that lingered in the midnight hours, a demon within her heart. So when Mort Thorne appeared with a stranger’s face, she, like Leah Thorne, recognized him at first glance.
Oh my God.
Mort Thorne had actually returned.
Wasn’t he dead?
Why did he co back?
Did he return for revenge?
Laura’s pupils kept constricting and dilating, shocked, frightened, uneasy...
No, she couldn’t let Mort Thorne co back. The Xavier family was already ruined; she couldn’t let Mort Thorne return alive!
...
In the villa, in the living room.
Carney Shaw sat on the sofa, sipping tea.
At this mont, the maid said respectfully, "Sir."
Justin Xavier had co downstairs.
Carney Shaw quickly looked up. Justin Xavier ca down the stairs in a white shirt and black trousers, an air of cold indifference around his handso brow.
"President Xavier, I’ve heard a lot about you. It’s a pleasure to et you." Carney Shaw stood up, eagerly extending his hand for a handshake.
Justin Xavier walked over but didn’t shake hands with Carney Shaw; instead, he sat in the main seat on the sofa, giving Carney a faint glance, "Sit down."
Carney Shaw’s hand froze awkwardly in the air.
Carney’s subordinate imdiately stepped forward arrogantly and criticized, "How dare you be so impolite? Do you know who our Brother Carney is? Shaking hands with Brother Carney is an honor for you!"
Justin Xavier reclined his handso back lazily against the sofa, elegantly crossing his long legs. He lit a cigarette, took a puff, and then slowly raised his eyes, his cold black eyes faintly falling on the subordinate’s face through the swirling smoke.
The subordinate looked at Justin Xavier, unable to clearly discern the man’s eyes amidst the dancing scarlet flas, but feeling inexplicably terrified.
The subordinate felt a shiver down his spine.
At this mont, Carney Shaw slapped his subordinate, scolding, "Stupid thing, who told you to bite around recklessly? This is Bayside; it’s President Xavier’s turf. You’ve got so nerve!"
Saying this, Carney Shaw chuckled, "President Xavier, don’t be angry with this fool, I’ll discipline him properly."
Justin Xavier showed little expression, flicking the ash in the ashtray, "Go on, what do you want?"
Carney Shaw sat down, "President Xavier, have you heard of... the Thorne family?"
Justin Xavier raised his eyebrows, "Which Thorne family?"
"The once-prominent political family, the Thorne family. They produced a prodigy, Mort Thorne, but unfortunately, Mort is already dead," Carney Shaw said while observing Justin Xavier’s expression, hoping to discern sothing.
But unfortunately, Justin Xavier remained calm and indifferent. He leisurely took another puff of his cigarette, "Did you co here just to tell stories?"
Carney Shaw suddenly burst into laughter, "President Xavier, I an no harm. I heard that back in the day, the Xavier and Thorne families were very close, so I presu President Xavier is familiar with Mort Thorne. If President Xavier knows Mort’s whereabouts, please let know, and maybe we can beco friends."
Justin Xavier looked at Carney Shaw, the corners of his thin lips curving into a faint arc, "I do know Mort’s whereabouts."
What?
Carney Shaw’s heart skipped, his eyes lighting up, "President Xavier, where is he?"
"As you just said, Mort is already dead, so now Mort must be in... the Netherworld, oh no, or maybe he’s reincarnated." Justin Xavier said with an eerie smile.
The light in Carney Shaw’s eyes instantly extinguished; even a fool could tell Justin Xavier was toying with him!
But now, on Justin’s turf, as the richest man in Bayside, Justin Xavier wielded imnse power. Carney Shaw didn’t want to cause any trouble for himself.
"In that case, I’ll take my leave. However, President Xavier, think it over, and if you rember, feel free to call anyti." Carney Shaw placed a business card on the coffee table and left with his subordinates.
The whole villa returned to silence. Justin Xavier sat on the sofa and finished smoking a cigarette. Then he threw the business card on the coffee table into the trash can.
...
Leah Thorne woke up the next morning. Perhaps due to her pregnancy and Serena Sterling’s care, she had beco lethargic, and her sleep quality was excellent, with no dreams throughout the night.
However, Leah was still a bit concerned. If her guess was correct, her brother would leave here with Tanya Sullivan today.
Her right eyelid kept twitching, just like the ti her parents had the car accident.
She had a very bad feeling.
Leah really wanted to call her brother, but she didn’t dare, fearing to spark more trouble.
At this mont, her phone rang. It was a call from Justin Xavier.
Justin Xavier had gone to the company early in the morning.
Leah pressed the button to answer, and Justin’s deep, magnetic voice quickly ca through, "Mrs. Xavier, are you awake?"
Hearing his voice, Leah inexplicably felt a little more at ease. She nodded, "Mm-hmm."
"Before I went to the company, I made so porridge for you and fried an egg. Go downstairs and eat quickly; don’t let my son get hungry."
It seed that the busy President had truly taken to cooking. Leah’s heart felt sweet, but she pouted her red lips discontentedly, "How do you know it’s a son, President Xavier? Are you partial to boys over girls?"
"You’re overthinking. I’m lowering my expectations. I prefer daughters, but I’m afraid you might not bear a daughter, so I don’t want to pressure you."
"...That’s not acceptable. President Xavier, you’re favoring girls over boys."
President Xavier, "..." Whatever he said seed wrong.
"Mrs. Xavier, be good. If it’s a son, the two of us n will protect you. If it’s a daughter, I’ll protect the two of you."
Leah finally relented, "Alright then, I forgive you. President Xavier, work hard, and I’m going downstairs to eat."
The two ended the call sweetly, and Leah opened her room door and went downstairs.
But soon, her footsteps halted because there was soone else in the living room — Laura Xavier.
Laura had co.
Laura was still sitting in a wheelchair. Her spirit was in a very erratic state. One hand was tightly clutching sothing unknown, while the other held a phone, sending a text ssage.
After the ssage was sent successfully, Laura slumped in her wheelchair, quickly bursting into laughter, "Ha, haha, hahaha."
Leah frowned slightly, walking over, "Mrs. Xavier, why are you here?"
Laura quickly raised her head, looking at Leah, still laughing, laughing with delight and madness.
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