NovelStartChapter 893 Leslie Escaped "Hello, Dad?" Mya spoke. Finnley held the phone for her.
"How's it going with your photo shoot? Where did you go?" Clarence asked as a loving father as usual, "Will you guys come back for dinner? Your mother has bought a lot of your favorite food." "Dad, something happened earlier. We stopped," Mya said.
"What happened?" Clarence didn't realize how severe it was.
Mya told him what had happened earlier in detail and said joyfully, "Fortunately, the kids are fine." While listening, Clarence couldn't believe his ears, his heart in his mouth.
"How are you doing? Did you get hurt?" he asked tensely.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"My belly hurts slightly. We're going to the hospital. Almost there," Mya answered him in a relaxed tone. Then she added with a smile, "I should be alright. Finnley insisted on sending me to the hospital." However, Clarence didn't think so. She wouldn't need to go to a hospital if she wasn't hurt.
It turned out the kidnappers also hit her.
"Luckily, Finnley is good at fighting." Mya complained, "Dad, how come they wanted to kidnap the children? Were they out of their mind?" With a hand in his trousers pocket, Clarence became furious, his face dark.
Mya continued, "They are Ivan's kids. Even if they blackmailed him for some money, would they have the luck to spend it?" "I'll go to see you in the hospital later." Clarence ended the call.
"Hello? Dad, please don't come. Hello? Hello?" Mya felt helpless.
Gripping her shoulder, Finnley said, "It's fine. Let him go. He's worried about you, just like | am." "My father loves me very much." Mya leaned against his shoulder gently. "He's old. | noticed the wrinkles on his face." She thought time really flew.
Pinching his phone, Clarence was in a bad mood.
Compared to others, he was worried about Mya's health the most.
Saunders’ Villa.
Clarence draped a suit jacket on his back, strode downstairs, and left the living room.
His driver opened the car door for him.
"The hospital." Sitting in the passenger's seat, Clarence dialed Leslie's number with a murderous look.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmListening to the beeps, he repressed his fury, his eyes dark.
"Hello, Mayor Saunders?" Leslie answered the call, feeling surprised. "It's a critical period. Didn't we agree not to call each other if necessary?" "You son of bitch! Are you out of your mind?" Leslie was shocked by Clarence's curse.
"What's wrong?" Leslie was all his ears.
"| asked you not to risk kidnapping Ivan Marsh's kids. You insisted on doing it and picked up a wonderful time." Clarence almost went ballistic.
Leslie breathed a sigh of relief and explained, "Mayor Saunders, | must find a way out for myself. Ivan Marsh is too ruthless. He's even investigating you. You cannot even protect yourself, so | have to save my life on my own." "My daughter was taking her wedding photos on the beach at that time," Clarence said solemnly, "She took Ivan Marsh's children with her together. Your men hit her. She's going to the hospital now." Leslie's heart tightened. After calming down, he apologized, "I didn't expect it to happen. Sorry for that." Clarence seethed with rage. "Ivan Marsh has captured your men. Good luck." His words stiffened Leslie. "They failed?" He was still waiting for the good news.
Clarence hung up in anger.
Leslie's move could only speed Ivan to end this matter. Clarence felt uneasy.
In the villa, Leslie returned to his senses quickly. Then he dragged the big suitcase, picked up his car key, and rushed out of the living room.
He sat in the car and started the engine. Soon, the car roared away.
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