Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Chapter 500: Where There Are Flowers_1

Bella Foster thought about having to live under the scrutiny of others in the future and felt like she had no way out.

She had bought sleeping pills, prepared to end her life, but she couldn’t bear to die like this.

— Purple Summers had made her life so miserable; if she was going to die, she was going to take Purple Summers down with her!

Hatred gave Bella Foster the courage to keep living. She planned to find someone to kidnap Purple Summers and humiliate her to satisfy her thirst for vengeance.

But how could Bella Foster, a rich man’s daughter, know any of those desperadoes from the underworld? She couldn’t inquire openly, so she had to search in secret.

Fortunately, there was a maid in the Foster Family whose son had once been imprisoned for robbery, and he knew plenty of shady characters.

Bella Foster took out some money and asked the maid for help.

Bella Foster’s plan was both crude and naïve, and considering the gravity of the situation, the maid did not dare make a decision on her own and immediately informed Mrs. Foster.

Upon learning of this, Mrs. Foster saw it as an opportunity: if things were handled with care and precision, it might just turn into a turning point in her daughter’s life.

— Marrying the disabled Second Young Master Graves was certainly unfortunate, but for the disgraced Bella Foster, it was undoubtedly the best choice!

All members of the Graves Family would be grateful for Bella Foster’s sacrifice!

Moreover, no matter how unworthy Gerald Graves was, he was Gavin Graves’ only younger brother! Once Gavin Graves took over the family’s helm, a significant portion of the Graves Family wealth would fall into his lap, and Bella Foster, as Gavin’s sister-in-law, would enjoy boundless glory!

Mrs. Foster’s plans were longer-term and more detailed than Bella’s. The mother and daughter altered their plan and calculated to use the pitiable Second Young Master Graves as a stepping stone for Bella Foster to marry into the Graves Family.

In the following three days, the Graves Family indeed mobilized all their resources to search for clues, and the police got involved in the investigation as well.

For three whole days, there was no news.

The officer in charge of the kidnapping case bluntly told Gavin Graves that it was very likely that Second Young Master Graves was more unlucky than fortunate.

“This isn’t like a normal kidnapping. Usually, to ensure they get the money smoothly, kidnappers don’t harm the hostages and will repeatedly warn the family not to call the police. But this time, there was only one ransom note, and they seem not the slightest bit worried that you might inform the police.”

The officer placed the ransom note in front of Gavin and Mrs. Graves and shared his analysis: “Moreover, there’s been no word from the kidnappers this entire time, no phone call to inform of a meeting place, no inquiries about whether the money has been arranged, which means, the kidnappers’ real goal isn’t the 7.5 million at all.”

What the officer said was precisely what Gavin had in mind.

His brows were deeply furrowed, and he was extremely worried about Gerald’s safety.

Mrs. Graves nearly fainted upon hearing this, “You… you mean, my son might already be dead?!”

“We still have no news, Mom, please, stay calm,” Gavin soothed.

“You must save your brother! You must save him! He has been pampered since he was a child; he can’t withstand this! My poor son…” Mrs. Graves broke down in tears.

At that moment, a servant entered and said, “Young Master, Mrs. Foster is here.”

Gavin nodded slightly, feeling it was good to have someone accompany his mother at this time, to prevent her from becoming overwhelmed by her thoughts.

As Mrs. Foster walked in, her face was also filled with worry. She quickly approached Mrs. Graves and grasped her hands tightly, asking, “How is it? Any news?”

Mrs. Graves shook her head slowly, tears in her eyes.

“How could this be?” Mrs. Foster turned to Gavin, asking anxiously, “Even Young Master Graves hasn’t found any clues? These kidnappers are too cunning!”

Mrs. Graves cried even harder.

A shadow fell over Gavin’s face as well, his mood dark.

Mrs. Foster asked urgently again, “Have you looked in places with flowers?”

Gavin looked at her, puzzled: “Why do you ask?”