In the room, Harley Cook was lying on the edge of the bed, looking haggard.
Charlotte Clarke looked much calmer, sitting in the sofa, not much expression on her face.
Since last night, they had been locked up here.
Those people did not give them food.
Not even a drop of water was sent over.
Finally, the door was opened.
Harley Cook stood up alert, "What do you want?"
The man who came in said nothing but tugged her by the arm and walked out.
Harley Cook struggled desperately, "Let go of me! Let me go!"
Charlotte Clarke got up and said in a cold voice, "Are you a bandit? Is this how Noel usually lets you do
things?"
The man heard her call Master Proctor by his first name and knew who she was, so he paused and
hesitated for a moment before releasing Harley Cook.
Harley Cook trembled with fear and immediately hid behind Charlotte Clarke, clinging to the corner of
her coat.
The man said, "The young master is sick and crying.The master asked us to take her there."
At that, Harley Cook was stunned and was about to go with him.
Charlotte Clarke grabbed her hand.
Charlotte Clarke said, "I've been taking care of the baby.It's useless for her to go."
The man hesitated a little, not knowing what to do.
Charlotte Clarke continued, "Let her stay here while I go over"
"But Master ordered that..."
"If he doesn't agree.Tell him to come to me if he dares."
When the man saw this imposing manner of hers, he did not dare to delay, "Then I will go and ask the
master."
"Wait."
Charlotte Clarke said, "Send some food and water over.Three meals a day.We are not your prisoners."
The man nodded and left quickly.
When he was gone, Charlotte Clarke closed the door and whispered to Harley Cook, "After I go over
there, be careful on your own.They're after the baby and me.They won't do anything to you."
Harley Cook took her hand and cried out in anxiety, "Charlotte, I can't let you go to such a dangerous
place.
Charlotte Clarke said, "Don't worry.I have a plan.The little one is still there, and I'm his grandmother.I
have to go."
"It's all my fault.It's all my fault.If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been brought here..."
"This is not the time to blame yourself.Let's talk when we get out of here."
On the other side, Master Proctor listened to his man's report, and his brow furrowed high.
He thought for a while before saying, "Do as she says."
The man responded and left.
Master Proctor looked again at the little one who had cried himself to sleep and went out of the
backyard with his cane.
When the man returned, he brought food and water.
Charlotte Clarke drank some water but did not feel like eating.She then let the man take her to the
baby.
Harley Cook looked at her back and secretly gritted her teeth.
Charlotte was right.
No matter what the situation was, she had to get out of here first.She also had to go and tell Mr.Proctor
that Charlotte and the baby were here.
Harley Cook wiped the tears from her face and began to eat.
Only when she regained her strength could she think of a way to leave.
The moment she saw the baby, Charlotte Clarke's heart, which had been anxious all day and all night,
finally was solaced.She went up to check on the little one and asked the nanny next to her and was
completely relieved when she was sure he only had a fever.
It didn't take long for the baby to wake up.
When he opened his eyes and saw Charlotte Clarke next to him, he just deflated his mouth and looked
aggrieved but didn't cry.
Charlotte Clarke picked him up and put the bottle the nanny handed her into his mouth.
The little one was hungry and took a big suck from the bottle.
Soon, the bottle was emptied.
Charlotte Clarke held him and walked around the room for a while, but the little one fell asleep again,
clutching at her clothes.
The nanny came forward and tried to take the baby back, "Leave him to me now."
Charlotte Clarke dodged sideways, frowned, and said coldly, "Don't touch him"
The nanny had no choice but to back away.
After the little one fell asleep, Charlotte Clarke put him in his crib and didn't leave the crib again, not
letting anyone from the Proctor family come near except the doctor.
In the black Rolls Royce, Jacob Green looked at all the photos coming in on his phone, "Mr.Proctor, it's
all sorted"
Jameson Proctor closed his eyes and said, "Take it to her for confirmation, and after that, find a way to
find them and find out the exact location."
"Yes.” Jacob Green was silent, then said, "Mr.Proctor, this afternoon, Madame asked for you.I said you
were in a meeting, dealing with some small matters in the company."
Jameson Proctor slowly opened his eyes, "What else did she say?"
"Nothing, Madame probably didn't want to disturb you and didn't ask anything more."
"Where is she now?"
"She went back to the studio this afternoon, and now she's having dinner with a friend."
Jameson Proctor's thin lips pursed slightly, and only after a few seconds did he say, "Go with them
back to the company"
"Okay."
Jacob Green slowed down and pulled over.
Immediately after Jacob Green got out of the car, other men came over, and he got into the driver's
seat.
Jameson Proctor took out his cell phone and dialed Sharon Allyson’'s number.
Sharon Allyson said, "Hello?"
There was some noise on her end.
Jameson Proctor slowly said, "What are you eating?"
"I'm having hot pot with Tiffany and Daniel.Are you done yet?"
Jameson Proctor pressed his temples, "Just finished a meeting."
Sharon Allyson said, "So when are you coming home? If it's too late, I'll come over later."
She seemed to be eating spicy food.
When she spoke, she gasped a little.
Jameson Proctor could imagine what her expression was like.
His lips curled down, "No need."
"You're leaving now?"
"Yeah, I'll come to you right now."
Jameson Proctor looked out the window, "I want hot pot as well."
Sharon Allyson replied readily, "Sure, I'll send you the address then.Come on over"
"Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Sharon Allyson's message came through.
Jameson Proctor dozed off a little.
His face was expressionless.
After half an hour, the black Rolls Royce stopped in front of the hot pot restaurant.
His man said, "Mr.Proctor, we're here."
Jameson Proctor looked out of the window and was about to get out of the car when he saw Sharon
Allyson sitting in the window seat.
He did not know what she was saying to Tiffany, but her little face was red, her smile bright and radiant.
It had been a long time since he last saw her smile like this.
Jameson Proctor was lost in thought.
A few minutes later, the voice of his man came again, "Mr.Proctor?"
Jameson Proctor sat back and said indifferently, "Go back."
"Back to...Where?"
Jameson Proctor was silent for a moment, "The company."
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