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“Tracy…”
Brian held Tracy tightly against him, his voice urgent as he ordered the driver to send them to the hospital.
Half an hour later, he grabbed the doctor who had just stepped out of the room. “How
is she?”
“The patient is extremely weak and was exposed to the rain for too long. She needs complete rest for the next few days.”
“Understood. Thanks.”
When Brian stepped into the hospital room, Tracy lay motionless, her eyes
closed.
She was asleep, her face pale and drawn. Her lips trembled slightly as she murmured, “Brian, don’t… don’t be so cold. Did I do something wrong? Please don’t ignore me, okay?
Brian…”
She seemed to be caught in a dream. As she spoke, silent tears slipped down her cheeks.
She looked utterly fragile, as though her heart was unraveling right before his eyes.
Brian felt something tighten in his chest. He had been about to leave, but his feet
refused to move.
Turning back, he gently pulled the blanket over Tracy and whispered, “I’m here. Get
some rest.”
As if she heard him, her breathing steadied, and the tears finally stopped.
Brian glanced at the photo on his phone, his expression shadowed–his emotions swirling like a brewing storm.
With a slow swipe of his finger, he placed another call. But Rachel still didn’t answer. His jaw clenched. Without hesitation, he dialed Samira instead.
“Mr. White…” Samira’s voice was cautious, a thread of hesitation woven into her tone.
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“Where’s your manager?”
“Rachel? She went out for dinner with her friend Yvonne.”
“Yvonne?” Brian’s gaze darkened, his expression turning unreadable.
“Yes, Yvonne came to pick her up herself today.”
“Do you know where they went?”
“Sorry, I’m not sure.”
The second Samira finished speaking, Brian ended the call and immediately dialed
Norton.
“Do you know where your wife is?”
Norton paused, momentarily thrown off. His voice carried a note of confusion. “Yvonne? Isn’t she at home?”
After what happened with that guy, he had laid down a firm rule–she wasn’t allowed to leave the house for a full week.
He had been determined to make
ure she learned her lesson.
“Are you really convinced she’d sit at home as you said?” Brian’s voice was edged with amusement, laced with mockery.
“What are you implying?”
“She’s in Amberfield right now, with Rachel. And they’re at a nightclub.”
The moment those words left Brian’s mouth, Norton’s veins tightened with fury, a pulse of anger pounding at his temples.
“Do you have the address?” Norton demanded.
Brian’s voice was cool, edged with sharp amusement. “Shouldn’t you already know? I heard Yvonne drove herself to Amberfield.”
Norton’s jaw tensed. All of his cars were equipped with GPS trackers. He should have been aware of her movements.
Without hesitation, he called his assistant Leif Wilson. “Find out which car Yvonne used when she left.”
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Leif, caught off guard, blinked in surprise.
Wasn’t Yvonne under house arrest? How had she managed to slip away?
By the time he arrived at Norton’s house, the entire household was on edge.
Only the butler, Jorge Quimby, remained composed.
Jorge greeted Leif with a pleasant smile, his voice steady. “Leif, what brings you here today? Did Mr. Burke give any instructions?”
“Jorge, Let’s not play games.” Leif’s expression hardened. “Mr. Burke already knows his wife left the house.”
As expected, Jorge’s face fell, his composure cracking.
“How could he know?”
When Yvonne had left, everyone in the household had conspired to keep it a secret.
They had been certain no word would reach Norton–especially with him away on a week–long business trip.
Leif didn’t give him time to recover. “That’s not the issue. He wants to know which car
she took.”
Jorge hesitated, his lips pressing into a thin line. “Well…”
Leif’s stomach tightened. His instincts told him the answer wouldn’t be good.
Still, he pushed. “That car?”
Jorge exhaled heavily before giving a slow, reluctant nod.
At that moment, Leif felt as if the ground had crumbled beneath him.
Oh, heavens. Yvonne was truly fearless.
There was no doubt in his mind–he was about to get an earful from Norton.
Of all the vehicles she could have taken, she had chosen that one. The brand–new luxury car Norton had just brought home. The one he hadn’t even had the chance to properly sit in yet. It had been custom–ordered, taking a full year to arrive, and Norton had been counting down the days until its delivery.
And now, Yvonne had waltzed off with it like it was any other car in the garage.
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Leif couldn’t tell if she was reckless or simply testing her limits with Norton.
Besides her, who else would dare provoke him this way?
Leif was still figuring out how to break the news when Norton’s call came through.
“What’s the result?”
“I found out she… she drove…”
Hearing Leif’s hesitant tone, Norton instantly knew. His voice sharpened. “That one?”
Leif’s silence was answer enough.
Pressing his long fingers to his temple, Norton exhaled sharply, his headache worsening.
Yvonne was his inevitable downfall.
First, she had the audacity to bring a man home.
Now, she had taken his prized car without a second thought. With her driving skills, the vehicle he had waited an entire year for was as good as wrecked. She was practically begging for consequences. When he returned, she was not getting away with
this.
“Bring her back. Now. And tell everyone at home–there will be consequences.”
His voice turned cold. “The car has GPS tracking. Find her location immediately.”
Leif executed the task swiftly, pinpointing the car’s location and forwarding the address
to Norton.
The moment Brian received the details, he wasted no time and called Samira again.
“Mr. White…” Every time Samira picked up Brian’s calls, she felt like she was treading
on thin ice.
“They’re definitely drunk. I’ve sent you the address. Take a cab there now and drive them back using Yvonne’s car.”
“Yes, sir.”
Samira didn’t dare hesitate and immediately set off.
Just as she reached the entrance, she nearly collided with Trey.
“What’s the rush?” Trey asked, raising an eyebrow at her anxious expression.
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Samira didn’t bother hiding the truth. “Mr. White just called. He said Rachel and Yvonne are drunk and told me to bring them back.”
“Where are they?”
Trey’s gaze dropped to the address displayed on her phone. Without missing a beat, he said, “I’ll go. That place attracts a shady crowd. It’s not safe for a group of women to
handle this alone.”
Samira hesitated, realizing he had a point.
Besides, her driving wasn’t exactly the best.
Still, since Brian had personally tasked her with it, she cautiously suggested, “How about we go together?”
Trey’s instincts had been spot on.
Yvonne and Rachel had indeed found themselves in trouble at the nightclub.
Yvonne’s outfit tonight was bold–daring, even. Paired with their striking figures and captivating beauty, the two women had turned heads the moment they walked in.
With no male companions in sight, it was only a matter of time before some men took that as an invitation.
After finishing a dance, Yvonne turned to Rachel, brows furrowed in confusion. “Babe, have you had too much to drink? You keep touching me.”
Rachel looked just as puzzled.
“You must be imagining things. I just went to get some water–I only just got back.”
The moment Rachel said this, realization struck them both.
Someone had taken advantage of Yvonne on the dance floor.
Their eyes met in silent understanding. Instead of making a scene, they decided to stay quiet for now and figure out who was behind it.
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