Chapter 552

In the room, Celia was lying beside the bed, looking haggard, with tears that had dried up on her face. Compared to her, Naomi seemed much calmer. Sitting on the couch, her expression remained composed. From last night until now, they had been locked up here. Not only did those people not give them food, but they also didn't even send them a drop of water. After an unknown amount of time, the door of the room was opened.

Celia stood up abruptly, looking vigilant. "What are you guys trying to do?"

The man who came in didn't say anything. He just grabbed her arm and walked out. Celia struggled desperately, crying, "Let me go! Let me go!"

Naomi stood up, then said coldly, "Are you guys bandits? Is that what Gordon usually tells you to do?"

The man was somewhat afraid, so he hesitated for a while and let Celia go. Celia trembled with fear, then immediately hid behind Naomi, holding onto the corner of her clothes tightly. Following that, the man said, "The baby is sick and can't stop crying, so Old Master Pearson asked us to take her there."

Hearing this, Celia was startled, and just as she was about to go forward and tell them to take her there, Naomi grabbed her hand. Naomi said, "I was the one taking care of the child, so it's useless for her to go."

The man hesitated, not knowing what to do for a moment. Naomi continued, "Let her stay here, and I'll go over."

"But the master ordered that—"

"If he disagrees, you tell him to come to me—if he dares to."

Seeing her acting like this, the man didn't dare to deny her. "Then I'll ask him."

"Stop." Naomi continued, "Bring some food and water here. Three meals a day must be delivered on time as we are not your prisoners."

The man nodded and left quickly. After he left, Naomi closed the door and whispered to Celia, "After I go there, you have to be careful by yourself. Their targets are me and the child, so they won't do anything to harm you."

Celia took her hand and cried anxiously, "Ms. Fletcher, I can't let you go to such a dangerous place! I—"

Naomi said, "Don't worry, I know what to do. The little baby is still there, and I am his grandma, so I have to go even if it's dangerous."

"It's all my fault! If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been brought here…"

time to blame yourself. Let's talk

the other side, Gordon listened to his subordinates' report, frowning. He thought for a while

tears that had dried up on her face. Compared to her, Naomi seemed much calmer. Sitting on the couch, her expression remained composed. From last night until now,

man left in response. Then, Gordon looked at the crying little baby who

so she asked the man to take her to the little baby. Celia looked at her back and gritted her

the tears from her face and started to eat. Only when she regained her strength could she find a way to

full of worries finally felt better. She went up to check on the little baby's condition. Then, she proceeded to ask the nanny next to him questions. After

and saw Naomi beside him, he just pursed his mouth. He looked aggrieved, but he didn't cry. Naomi picked him up and put the tip of the bottle handed over by the nanny into his

walked around the room for a while. Soon, the little baby fell asleep again while clutching her clothes tightly. The nanny stepped forward,

and said coldly, "Don't touch

in embarrassment. After the little baby fell into a deep sleep, Naomi put him into the crib, stayed

at all the photos

his eyes, and said, "Give it to her for confirmation. After confirmation,

"Yes."

for a while before adding, "President Pearson, Mrs. Pearson asked about you this afternoon. I said you were in a meeting to deal with some small matters in the

opened his eyes. "What else

to disturb you, so

"Where is she now?"

studio in the afternoon, and now she's having dinner

a few seconds, "You ride their

"Okay."

in the driver's seat. Subsequently, Aidan took out his phone and dialed

Leanna said, "Hello?"

side was a little noisy

said slowly, "What are you

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