NovelUpdateChapter 416 Lionel reached for Yvette's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Darling, you always understandbest," he said with a warm smile.
After spending a little while with Lionel in the study, Yvette quietly slipped out.
She made her way to Teresa Harper's room but found it empty. A wave of anxiety hit her, and she hurried out into the hallway.
"Teresa's missing! Everyone, start searching-now!" she called out.
"Yes, ma'am!" cthe immediate response from the staff.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJust then, Teresa emerged from around the corner.
Relief flooded Yvette's face as she rushed over and took Teresa's hand. "Teresa, why are you wandering off by yourself? This is a city hotel-there are all kinds of people around. It's not safe." "Sorry, Mom," Teresa replied, her tone apologetic. "I was just bored in the room and wanted to look around a bit." "If you ever want to go out, you have to tellfirst. I'll go with you, okay?" Yvette said gently.
Though Teresa wasn't Yvette's biological daughter, they had adopted her as a baby, and Yvette had long since loved her as her own.
Back when they'd lived in Blackmire, scriminals had found out Teresa was the daughter of a wealthy family and nearly kidnapped her. Ever since that incident, Lionel and Yvette had becmuch more cautious.
Teresa nestled into Yvette's arms, her voice sweet and obedient. "Okay, Mom. I understand." "Hey, where did you get this jacket?" Yvette asked, noticing the pale pink coat Teresa was wearing.
"It's from Suzan," Teresa replied. "She toldit's a designer brand, super nice quality." A flicker of complicated emotion passed over Yvette's face. "Con, let's go. But in the future, don't wear the clothes she gives you too often." Teresa looked up curiously. "Why not?" "Because, sweetheart, I just don't think those clothes really suit you." "Okay, I get it," Teresa replied, nodding.
Yvette didn't notice the tiny flash of triumph in Teresa's eyes.
Meanwhile, Suzan hurried out to call Adeline. The two of them rushed to the police station, and after finishing the paperwork, Mitchell was released on bail.
It had only been a day, but Mitchell already looked worn out. His stubble was coming in, and he seemed exhausted and disheveled.
"Mitchell!" Suzan cried, throwing her arms around him in relief.
The heavy scent of her perfhit Mitchell, making his stomach churn. He pushed her away a little, grimacing. "Ugh, that's disgusting. Don't get so close to me." Suzan froze, her eyes reddening as if she might burst into tears at any moment.
"You-"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Mitchell, apologize to Suzan," Adeline interrupted.
stergly cititm weren't for her, you wouldn't have gotten out so easily." Mitchell stared at his mother, stunned. "Mom, why? Wasn't it you who called Director Nichols..."
At the mention of Director Nichols, a strange look flickered across om Adeline's face, she clearly didn't wan to discuss what had happened the night before. Just then, Lyman exited the police station as well.
Unlike Mitchell, Lyman was escorted out with respect. The officers and staff greeted him with polite smiles, an obvious contrast to Mitchell's sorry state. Lyman seemed to notice Mitchell watching him and glanced back in his direction.
Mitchell felt a sharp pang of inferiority and lowered his head. "Mom, I want to go home." "Of course, let's go," Adeline replied at once.
Suzan tried to follow, but Mitchell stopped her cold. "Don't cwith us."
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