Chapter 56
She trailed off, her head bowed, not daring to continue.
“Even what p>
“She… she pushed Lily to the ground. Lily twisted her ankle and has been taken to the hospital. By the time we got there, Mrs. Rosenberg had already gotten into another man’s car,” the maid whispered.
Lionel’s jaw twitched, his breathing growing heavy. “Which man? Was it Yves p>
The maid shook her head. “We… we couldn’t see clearly. We could only tell it was a man p>
Lionel’s muscles tensed, a vein throbbing in his temple. He clenched his fists and slammed one against the wall with a sickening thud.
The image of Yves and Hannah laughing together yesterday flashed through his mind, along with the way Yves had fiercely protected her.
A tidal wave of rage crashed over him, drowning his reason.
His eyes bloodshot, he turned to leave just as his phone rang.
Lionel’s pupils constricted. He pulled out his phone, and seeing the caller ID, any glimmer of hope he had vanished.
“Mom, what is it p>
Mrs. Mary Rosenberg heard the irritation in her son’s voice. “I heard Hannah was kidnapped in front of the estate p>
“Yes p>
“Have you found out who did it p>
“It’s still under investigation.” Lionel clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking. As soon as he confirmed Hannah had really been kidnapped, he had ordered an investigation.
He couldn’t figure out who would have the audacity to kidnap Hannah right at the Rosenberg estate.
Their secret marriage was only known to a few close family friends.
Could it be p>
“Mom, after I left that day, where did Quennel go p>
Mrs. Mary Rosenberg was silent for a moment before letting out a cold, mocking laugh. “You think Quennel kidnapped her? For what reason? Lionel, there’s a limit to stupidity. Her kidnapping is entirely your fault p>
“My fault?” Lionel roared. “What did I do wrong? I told her to wait at the estate. You were the one who had the staff kick her out! Otherwise, would she have just left on her own p>
A string of derisive laughter came from the other end.
“Lionel, while may not be fond of her, you need to be clear about one thing: you were the one who abandoned your wife at my house to go see another woman” Mrs Mary. Rosenberg said, her voice dripping with scorn.
“Why should I look after someone you yourself discarded? I called to tell you to handle this matter properly, lest word gets out and the Rosenberg family becomes a laughingstock for its lax security p>
Mrs. Mary Rosenberg chuckled and hung up.
Lionel stood frozen, an overwhelming sense of frustration washing over him. That day, Sandra had nearly been hit by a car. After taking her to the hospital and confirming she was fine, he had rushed back.
If he had known a kidnapping would occur, he never would have left Hannah alone at the estate.
“Sir,” a maid said, holding a first-aid kit. “Your hand is bleeding. Let me bandage it for you p>
Lionel grabbed a piece of gauze to stanch the bleeding and drove to the Keystone Group.
Keystone Group.
Knowing Hannah was at work, Yves called her into his office.
“Why didn’t you take a few more days to rest?” Yves asked, pouring her a glass of
warm water. “I’m a very conscientious boss, you know p>
“Mr. Lancaster, I heard the Yaro branch is having some trouble and needs a few
lawyers to assist. I’d like to go,” Hannah said directly.
Yves’ expression faltered. “Are you trying to run away from Lionel p>
“You’re not going anywhere p>