Starting with A Divorce by Gloria Warren

Chapter 610 Fear

She found the phone in her pocket and happily told Manuel, "Manuel, I'm not having dinner at home today."

Manuel shook his head helplessly, 'I guess I don't matter anymore now that you have a boyfriend."

When Ainsley exited the Gage residence and got into the car, she received Kaitlin's call.

Kaitlin wanted to see Ainsley. After setting a time, the latter sped away.

"Why do you want to see me today?" Ainsley exited the car and looked toward the luxury car beside her. A woman

was leaning against the car door, wearing a wide hat that covered her face.

Kaitlin took out a cigarette and lit it. The smoke lingered around them.

She exhaled a puff of smoke. "I have something to tell you."

"When did you learn to how to smoke?" Ainsley covered her nose in disgust.

Kaitlin smiled contemptuously. "I learned it in a mental hospital."

"You can smoke in there?" Ainsley was bewildered.

"Kaitlin should've always been under watch, so how could there be cigarettes?" Ainsley thought.

"While being locked up, there was one night I just couldn't fall asleep. I accidentally found a pack of cigarettes

under the bed while sitting on the ground. There were only a few left. So I stole the nurses' lighter and secretly lit

one in the early morning. The cigarette had expired, so it had a musty smell. When it was lit, the musty smell was

even stronger. I took a puff and coughed for a long time. During the intense coughing, I finally stopped thinking of

those disgusting things." Kaitlin exhaled another puff of smoke.

Then, Kaitlin threw the cigarette to the ground and stubbed it out.

"Of course, Ainsley was unaware of the feeling of being at the mercy of fate." She thought bitterly.

Kaitlin waved her hand and brushed away the cigarette smoke before her. She took another puff relishingly before

saying, 'Let's not talk about this anymore. I found something.'

"What is it?" Ainsley asked.

"You will be very interested. It's about Kaliyah. Do you know about Jackson's kidnapping a few days ago?" Kaitlin

continued.

Ainsley thought for a while and replied, "I saw it on the news."

"The kidnappers asked for a lot of money that night, and we all paid for it, but everyone only cared about saving

Jackson that we overlooked one thing. What did Kaliyah do when she disappeared for a while during that night?

Previously, I placed a bug in her car to keep tabs on her. I don't know if the sound was too soft, but I could only hear

a few words intermittently." Kaitlin took out her phone and pressed the play button. ‘This is the recording. I deleted

the blank spaces.'

After a moment of loud noises, Kaliyah's voice came through."... I can satisfy you... Let go of my son... What do you

want?"

Then there was some static, and a mechanical voice followed."... the Wade Group shares... the Easton Group... get

back... the confession letter..."

Ainsley frowned. She seemed to be able to guess what was going on from the intermittent voices. "To save Jackson,

Kaliyah agreed to the kidnapper's condition. And this condition has something to do with the Easton Group and

Wade Group. But what exactly is it?"

Kaitlin took back the phone and sneered. 'Who knows what she promised. But you have to be careful of someone,’

Kaitlin said solemnly.

Ainsley looked at Kaitlin confusedly. "Who is it?"

"Samuel Wade," Kaitlin replied.

Ainsley knew who Samuel Wade was. He was the one who was fighting over the Wade Group against Irene.

Ainsley finally understood what the recording was referred to.

In order to save Jackson, Kaliyah had promised the other party to take back the shares of the Wade Group from the

Easton Group. Perhaps to better control her, the latter even had her sign the confession letter.

"Samuel is a cunning man. He's even more cunning than Irene. He will do anything,’ Kaitlin commented mockingly.

Ainsley nodded. "Okay, I'll take note of it. Let's try not to meet up next time."

"Do you need to be that cautious? There's unnecessary, Ainsley. Are you afraid that someone will find out?" Kaitlin

took out another cigarette and lit it again.

The intense smell of smoke made Ainsley put on her mask immediately. "No, I'm not. I'd better go."

After she left, Kaitlin slowly finished smoking her cigarette and drove away.

In the largest mall in Seattle, Robyn was shopping with a young woman, followed by four bodyguards responsible

for carrying things.

"Meredith, how have you been lately? Is your work going well?" Robyn asked with concern.

Waston replied obediently, ’I'm doing well, Mrs. Easton."

Waston rubbed her hands nervously. Although Robyn had always cared about her, the atmosphere around her

made her a little afraid to speak casually.

"Have you been going out with Matteo recently?" Robyn picked up a piece of clothing and hovered it over Waston's

body back and forth.

"High-quality clothes are never produced in large quantities, and each style is a limited edition. This black and white

haute couture dress looks very good on Waston." Robyn thought satisfyingly.

"I haven't been going out with him lately, Mrs. Easton," Waston replied.

Robyn glanced at Waston Glover in surprise and said in a low voice, "That won't do. You two should meet up and go

on dates more."

Waston admired herself in the mirror and replied shyly, "Matteo cares a lot about his career. The Easton Group is

still in its development stage. I don't want to take up too much of his time."

"Well, that's true. I don't know why Matteo works so hard for other people's companies. The owner of this company

uses her shares to lure my son to work for her. What a manipulative person." Robyn said meaningfully and glanced

at Waston with complicated eyes.

When Waston heard what Robyn had said, she understood the hidden meaning behind the latter's words. However,

Waston didn’t go along with it and instead replied gently, "Ms. Easton is also a good person. Matteo cares about her

very much. If he can help, he must."

Robyn looked at Waston thoughtfully and decided to keep her inner worries to herself. Then, she handed the dress

to the latter and said, "Try this on. I think it suits you."

Waston obediently brought the clothes into the fitting room. "I'll change into it now, Mrs. Easton."

Robyn nodded and walked to the other side to continue looking at clothes. Suddenly, her phone rang.

She looked down, and her eyes changed slightly. "Aaden, who was the one who went to the Seaside Villa to deliver

news to that brat that you told me last time?"

The person's tone on the phone also became serious. 'Waston Glover, from the Glover family."

Robyn's expression changed drastically, and she replied coldly, "I understand."

After Robyn hung up the phone, she looked toward the fitting room.

The door was gently pushed open, and Waston slowly walked out, lifting the hem of her skirt. She gazed at Robyn

with a relaxed and happy expression.

"Mrs. Easton, look."

The gloominess on Robyn's face had long disappeared, and she put on a gentle smile. "You look gorgeous. You're a

natural beauty. It’s really an honor for Matteo to marry you."

"Mrs. Easton, you're exaggerating." Waston flushed, and she was too shy to look at Robyn.

"I'm not exaggerating." Robyn remembered that at the last prestigious family banquet, people from all the

prominent families began approaching her as soon as Waston appeared.