Chapter 457: Chapter 258: What Exactly Is the Danger?
Leona Grant pressed his lips together, finally pinching the bridge of his nose in exhaustion. "We still don’t know their objective," he said gravely. "How can I let her take this risk with me? Send more men to protect her, and make sure no one finds out."
Chase sighed, his voice full of sympathy. "Understood."
Leona Grant’s chilly gaze fell on the patchwork of city lights below, and he let out a sigh of his own.
He looked out the window, his expression unreadable. ’Annabelle, I can’t let anything happen to you. Trust me. It won’t be long before I get to the bottom of this. And when I do...’
He smiled, his gaze softening as he looked down. ’When I do, I’ll be at your mercy... and I’ll never make you sad again...’
Watching this, the Leona Grant outside the dream felt his heart lurch.
’So there really was another reason.’
’But what exactly is he so afraid of? Their objective?’
’What objective? And whose objective is it?’
’And what in the world is all of this that’s happening!’
A conflicted look washed over Leona Grant’s face. He truly didn’t understand.
「The scene changed again.」
...
Leona Grant suddenly found himself in a hotel room.
Moans drifted from inside the room—the unmistakable sounds of a man and a woman...
He looked toward the source of the sound.
The Leona Grant in the dream was wearing a black bathrobe, sitting on the sofa and swirling a glass of red wine as he stared coldly at a monitor.
Leona Grant followed his gaze.
On the monitor, it was clear that Vivian Yates had been drugged and was entangled with an unfamiliar man.
The Leona in the dream gave a sardonic smile and turned off the monitor.
He took an elegant sip of wine, then gazed tenderly at a photo of Annabelle Linton from that day on his phone.
Warmth filled his eyes, and a soft, gentle smile touched his lips. "My wife... I miss you so much..."
In the middle of the night, the man from the monitor emerged and said respectfully to Leona Grant, "Young Master Grant, the task is complete."
"Not bad."
Leona Grant’s lips curved. He tossed the man a card and entered the room.
Then he took off his bathrobe and lay down beside Vivian Yates...
...
The scene flashed, and the setting changed to a hospital.
Vivian Yates came out holding a medical report, a coy smile on her face. "Leona, I’m pregnant. The baby is healthy. The doctor says it’s a boy..."
Sarcasm flashed in the eyes of the Leona in the dream. He then wrapped an arm around her waist and said gently, "I’ll take responsibility for you and the child..."
"What about Annabelle?"
Leona Grant’s expression soured. "Don’t mention that woman to me."
Vivian Yates smiled smugly.
The Leona Grant outside the dream frowned deeply. Watching this, he now understood two things.
’First, this version of him deeply loves Annabelle Linton, but keeping her by his side would put her in danger. So, he did everything he could to drive her away, when in reality, he was sending her somewhere safe.’
’Second, the danger is related to Vivian Yates, which is why he kept her by his side—to use her to find a breakthrough.’
’But what exactly *was* the danger?!’
’When did all of this happen?’
’Why didn’t he know any of this?’
A white light flared, and the scene shifted again.
...
「This time, it was an airport in the middle of the night.」
"What the hell happened? Why didn’t you call me sooner?!" Leona Grant roared.
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