Chapter 870

Nathaniel frowned when he didn't see Rebecca in the living room and called for a maid. "Where's Rebecca?"

Seeing his scowl, the maid quickly bowed her head, too fearful to meet his gaze. "Mr. Preston, Mrs. Preston said she couldn't sleep and went for a walk in the garden. She didn't take anyone with her." Nathaniel said nothing more and strode out the door.

In the garden's pavilion, Rebecca was on the phone with Sullivan.

"Sullivan, when are you going to take action? I don't have time to waste!" she hissed.

Dim streetlights cast eerie shadows across her face.

"Ms. Austen, opportunities don't come easily, and I've been injured recently. There's no chance to do anything," Sullivan replied.

His casual tone enraged Rebecca, and she growled, "Sullivan, I helped save your dad before, and I can cut off his medical expenses any time I want. I won't support a loser. If Nyla is still safe after a week, I won't pay a single penny to the hospital!" With what Sullivan earned, he couldn't possibly afford the exorbitant post-surgery recovery costs for his father.

Without her, how could he still sit comfortably as the drug research manager at Prospectus Technology?

money but failing to do

silence on the line for a moment before Sullivan finally

Rebecca warned

to head back to the villa when she abruptly locked eyes with Nathaniel's cold stare. Her face went pale with fright.

coldly. "Who were you

on her phone. "N-No

borrowed some money. I

back

quickly..."

Nathaniel scrutinized

"If you don't believe me, you can call

I'm not interested. I came to find

questioned, "When you were abroad, you knew someone named Drake

she trembled uncontrollably. "I... I don't know him... Why

means I already have information about your past interactions with him while you were abroad. You better think carefully before

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