Chapter 648
Chapter 648 What Should I Tell Bianca, Who Is About To Give Birth?
Queenie could see how anxious Bianca was. She glared at Leia accusingly, then handed her phone to Bianca. "You can use my phone for now, Bea." "Thank you, Aunt Queenie." Bianca took the phone and dialed Luke's number.
Luke's phone was turned off.
Bianca was incredibly anxious. Her breathing was shallow and labored.
She did not give up and kept on dialing Luke's number. However, the result disappointed her.
She tried dialing Sean's number but could not get through either. That made Bianca even more anxious.
Following that, she dialed Jason's number.
Jason picked up after a few seconds. "Yes, Ms. Rayne?"
Bianca spoke frantically, "Mr. Doyle, do you have any other way of contacting Luke? I can't reach him on his phone, and I don't know what's going on." "Don't worry, Ms. Rayne. I'll contact the staff in the Russian branch, and I'll give you a reply soon," Jason comforted her.
"Mm, please hurry! I broke my phone, and you can callback on this number." "Yes, Madam."
Bianca remained uneasy after the call ended.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtQueenie helped her sit on the couch and said to her gently, "Don't be too agitated, Bea. Luke will be fine. You have to take care of the baby in your womb."
Bianca sat down on the couch. She dug her fingers into her scalp and tried to calm herself down, but it was all of no use.
Meanwhile, Leia was still whispering to Charmaine, but she seemed visibly nervous, and she ate the chips at a slower pace.
She occasionally stole glances at Bianca, and her ears were pricked to eavesdrop on what Bianca said.
Even though Luke had been merciless to her, she felt uneasy whenever his nwas mentioned.
About ten minutes later, Queenie's phone started ringing. It was only ten minutes, but Bianca thought that it had been a very long time.
She grabbed the phone and asked, "Do you have any news about Luke, Mr. Doyle?"
Jason was silent for a few seconds, and there was a gravity in his voice." Ms. Rayne, the staff there could not contact Mr. Crawford. There might be an accident. I'll have to fly to Moscow."
Bianca covered her mouth when she heard that Luke might be caught in an accident. She tried hard not to cry. "No, how can that happen to Luke? He promisedthat he'd return safely!" "That's only a tentative guess, Ms. Rayne," Jason said sternly, "Don't worry, I'll book a flight to Moscow now. I'll contact you as soon as I have any news. Mr. Crawford toldthat if he could not be contacted, I should calm you down and tell you that he will return to you no matter what."
Bianca's shoulders trembled after the phone call ended. She was enveloped in sadness.
Queenie gently hugged her. "Bea..."
Bianca could not hold it in anymore. She started sobbing. "Aunt Queenie..."
Tears welled up in Queenie's eyes when she saw how sad Bianca was.
She took a napkin and gently wiped Bianca's tears away. "Silly girl, don't be too sad before you find out the truth. You should control your emotions and wait for Luke's news. What if Luke comes back and you've fallen sick? That's not worth the trouble."
Bianca took a deep breath and cto her senses. Her eyes remained bloodshot, though she felt embarrassed because she had shown her ugly side to Queenie. She wiped her tears sheepishly. "I'm sorry, Aunt Queenie. I've made a fool of myself." "It's fine. Everyone has their moment of weakness. When I was your age, I didn't know how to control my emotions and cried a lot too," Queenie said with a smile.
Bianca felt better after Queenie continued to comfort her.
Aunt Queenie was right. Luke was temporarily out of reach, but that did not mean that something bad happened to him.
All she could do now was to wait patiently.
Queenie looked at Bianca's frail body and gently patted her shoulder while feeling sorry for her. She thought that she would invite Bianca over more often to make it up to her.
In the outskirts of Moscow.
It was five hours later when Gordan found out that Luke was shot.
When he arrived at the mountains, he could only find several charred bodies and blood everywhere.
Gordan saw Luke's off-road vehicle. Only a blackened husk remained.
Next to it was a smoking corpse of Luke's build. It was burned beyond recognition.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmGordan pounced onto the corpse in despair. "Luke!" He roared hoarsely.
He flipped the corpse over, and blisters instantly formed on his hands and arms because of the extrheat. However, he stubbornly hugged the corpse in his arms. When he glanced at the corpse's face, he realized that it was someone he did not know!
He placed the charred corpse down, clenched his fists, and punched a tree trunk. "Who? Who the hell did this?"
The tree shook, and leaves fell while blood seeped out from his knuckles.
Vivian watched uneasily at Gordan's angry face. She did not want him to hurt himself, and so she walked up to him timidly, "Your... your hand is bleeding...” "Get lost! If not because of you, ugly woman, would my good friend call the way to Moscow for negotiations? Would he have suffered such a mishap if not for you? You're a jinx and a walking disaster. You should have died instead!" Gordan's hands gripped Vivian's neck, lifted her up, and pinned her against the tree trunk, fully intending on killing her.
"Ugh..." Vivian struggled desperately, kicking aimlessly but futilely in the air.
Her plain and sickly face was turning red.
A burly bodyguard saw that Gordan was bullying Vivian. He grabbed Gordan's wrist, twisted it, then sent him flying with a roundhouse kick.
Gordan landed stomach-first on a pile of rocks nearby and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The bodyguard walked toward Vivian and asked, "Mwcc, bbi b nopnflKe? ( Miss, are you okay?)"
However, Vivian slapped the bodyguard's face. "Kto 3acTaBnn Te6a 3acTp«Tb Ero, MepT no6epn!! (Who allowed you to hit him, d*mn it!)"
After Vivian scolded the bodyguard, she ran up to Gordan and apologized to him, "I'm sorry, Gordan. That wretch hit you too hard. I'll punish him when we get back. Shall we get going?"
Gordan shoved her away, stood up defiantly, and glanced at her coldly, then continued to search the area.
Luke was missing.