City Q.
Deon hosted a banquet and invited many friends to celebrate Emma’s return.
The Albertons toasted to celebrate and laughed heartily with drinks in their hands.
Emma put on a coat and sat on the swing in the garden, looking at the sky. When Emma and Stony lived in Tea Manor, she liked to look at the stars and the moon while lying in the yard.
Emma loved astronomy as a kid. Deon would get her astronomical books and even a set of astronomical telescope.
Emma looked at the sky by the window alone at night, listening to Bernice’s blather. Emma was intoxicated with the stars.
Someone sat beside Emma. She turned around and saw Bernice who was uneasy.
“Don’t leave by yourself. We’ve agreed that you must take me with you if you leave.” Bernice whispered and looked around, “Keep it from your father. Just let that old bastard worry sick about us.”
Emma pursed her lips and smiled, “It’s not good. If Dad’s displeased, you’ll be upset.”
“Only when he’s upset will I be pleased.” Bernice said.
Emma cradled her wine cup and took a sip.
“Mom.” Emma said, “I’ll take you with me when I leave. Don’t worry about it.”
“You must keep your word. Don’t lie to me. If you lie to me, I…” Bernice couldn’t think of anything to threaten her after pondering for long. An idea finally came upon Bernice, so she said fiercely, “If you lie to me, I’ll find a young man to be your stepfather.”
Emma was helpless.
“What are you talking about?” Deon’s furious voice came from behind them.
Emma and Bernice turned around at the same time and saw Deon standing there, drunk, his face red. The two madams were supporting Deon, and he could only restrain himself. He pointed at Bernice for a while before saying, “Stop talking nonsense!”
Bernice ignored that, “I didn’t talk to you. Don’t interrupt.”
Bernice was bolder, but Deon didn’t dare to flare up. He was afraid that Bernice would go abroad again and wouldn’t return for years if he snapped at her.
The other two wives, who were standing aside, saw this and left with envy.
Emma sighed softly.
Bernice held Emma’s arm and asked, “Who are you into recently?”
Emma didn’t want to provoke Deon, but Bernice wanted her to answer, so she could only say, “Francis Walter.”
Deon frowned and asked, “Who is he? Is he from here? How old is he? Is he married? How long have you known each other? Don’t be in such a hurry to get married. Let me meet him and we’ll talk about it.”
Emma was helpless.
Bernice chuckled, “Who do you think you are? You can’t just meet him as you want.”
“Why can’t I?” Deon frowned. Just as he was about to say something, someone came over with a mobile phone. He looked at Deon and said, “Someone called Miss Emma.”
“Is it a man or a woman?” Deon was most concerned about this.
He hesitated for a moment and said, “A man.”
“Give it to me.” Just as Deon was about to take the phone, Emma got up from the swing, walked over, and took it promptly.
“Hello…” Emma thought it was Collin, but the man on the other end of the phone was silent for long. Emma paused and then realized it was Jaquan. It was a relief.
Neither of them spoke, and even Deon and Bernice felt that something was wrong.
Jaquan on the other end of the phone finally spoke.
“I’m sorry.” Jaquan said, “I lost Stony.”
Emma’s heart sank. A moment later, she calmed down and turned to look at Deon. Then Emma walked into a bedroom with the phone, and asked, “When did it happen?”
“It happened at the entrance of the food market at noon today. I asked Ferne to run the plate…” Jaquan said urgently, “Did your father’s people do it? I’m too anxious. I’m worried that they’re not your father’s men, but Stony has been missing all afternoon. Emma…”
Emma knew what Jaquan meant, so she replied soon, “My father would never do that. He is high profile, frank and forthright. Even if my father knew about Stony, he wouldn’t kidnap Stony like this…”
“Alright, I got it.” Jaquan said, “I will definitely get Stony back.” After a pause, Jaquan said, “Don’t worry. I will find him. I won’t let him get hurt.”
“People from the GY Temple did it.” Emma said all of the sudden, “I killed some of them, so they revenged on me and captured my son. It’s none of your business. It’s me they want to revenge on.”
Even though Jaquan knew that Emma was comforting him, he felt guilty, “I’m not calling to hear you say that it is none of my business!” Jaquan panted heavily, “I’ll go find Stony. When I find him, I need to … talk to you.”
Jaquan hung up. Emma’s mind went blank for a while. It was only when there was a movement at the door that Emma turned around. She saw Deon and Bernice standing side by side at the door. They looked at Emma apprehensively, “What happened?”
Emma shook her head and walked out, “I have to go out.”
“Where are you going?” Bernice took a few steps, “What happened to the boy?”
Bernice heard it.
Deon too.
“What boy? What happened? Whose boy?” Deon, shocked or confused, asked while his eyes widened, with his bushy eyebrows.
When Deon asked this, his eyes fell on Bernice’s belly.
Bernice was stunned by his gaze, and when she came back to her senses, she slapped Deon, “Bastard! What are you staring at?”
Emma took a few steps out. Hearing that, she turned around and walked to Deon. For the first time, Emma became worried and anxious, no longer looking indifferent.
Emma said, “Dad, my son was kidnapped. Can you help me find him?”
Deon froze and stared at Emma’s belly. His mind was in a mess. The slap brought Deon back to his senses, “Oh, oh, the boy. I’ll … find him. Somebody get in here!”
Deon called out, “Go ask all the people to find the boy!”
The servant rushed over and asked in confusion, “What boy?”
Deon also looked back at Emma blankly.
Emma said, “He’s four years old, with big eyes and double eyelids. A pretty boy.”
The servants arranged for it swiftly, and then all the Albertons turned out to help. Hunter and Roger also came out of the banquet, put on their coats, and asked as they walked, “What boy?”
Hunter said, “Emma’s son.”
Roger whistled, “She never ceases to surprise me.”
Hunter kicked Roger and said, “Hurry, get on with it.”
Deon was still confused. When he got in the car, he asked Emma, “Why didn’t you bring the boy back? Where’s his father? Is it the boy’s father who just called?”
Bernice interrupted Deon irritably, “Stop it. Don’t you see that the boy’s missing? Hurry to get him back. I haven’t seen him. Stop with all your stupid questions.”
Deon didn’t say anything else. The driver couldn’t help but look back. The only one who dared to talk to Deon like this was Bernice.
Emma was silent, sitting in the back seat with her phone in her hand.
Deon sat back down. A moment later, he realized that Emma wouldn’t stay home for long, so she didn’t bring her son back. Emma still wanted to move out and wouldn’t come back for five years.
The boy.
Did Deon become a grandfather?
That boy was actually four years old and beautiful with big eyes and double eyelids.
Deon’s heart melted. Perhaps it was because he was old and he became a sucker for those cute kids.
Such a little kid was kidnapped. Someone actually dared to kidnap Deon’s grandson. They had a death wish!
Deon took out his phone and called the mayor, the director, and the minister of the armed forces, “My grandson was kidnapped. Get up and find him. You have half a day…” Deon looked up at Emma in the rearview mirror, thought for a moment, and added, “You have one day at most. If anything happens to my grandson, all of you will feel sorry!”
Probably because of Deon’s warnings, armies of police in City Q turned out to help. Stony was lost in City Y, so the police of City Q rushed there to scour for him.
Emma held her phone and said, “Dad, there is the GY Temple in City Y. Ask them to search there.”
When Deon heard this, he called again. After that, he asked, “The GY Temple sounds familiar. Is it you…” Deon remembered something suddenly, “Damn it. It’s the GY Temple. Are the three men who bullied you from the GY Temple? Damn it. They bullied you and dared to kidnap my grandson. They will end up dead.”
Deon patted the driver on the shoulder and said, “Go straight to the GY Temple. I will tear it down!”
Bernice loved it when Deon was commanding. But with the boy missing, no one in the family was ready for a joke. Bernice restrained herself, held Emma’s shoulder, and comforted her, “It will be fine. It’s more than an hour away from City Y. Get some sleep.”
Emma nodded and leaned against Bernice’s shoulder, closing her eyes.
Emma was thinking to herself, ‘Stony, Mom is going to get you home.’
