Love’s Change of Heart novel Chapter 731

Chapter 731 Out of Control

Charlotte bit her lip and tears fell from her eyes. She muttered, "But anyone would still feel sad. Didn't you cry when Old Mr. Woodley died?"

"No."

Charlotte stared at him in disbelief. She couldn't believe Lachlan could be this cold-blooded.

Lachlan checked the time. "We have half an hour before we land. If you want to cry, now's the time. Tears are worthless, you know. Crying can't solve anything."

Charlotte choked up, but she didn't cry out loud. Instead, she went into her bedroom and locked the door, and only then did she lie on her bed and cry her heart out.

Half an hour later, the plane landed at a private airport. On the way to the hospital, Charlotte leaned on the car window, still sobbing. Her eyes were puffy. A lot of reporters were waiting outside the hospital. For some reason, they got news about Philip's condition, and they wanted exclusive news about it.

There were a lot of Woodleys going around too, each scheming to get something. A black car stopped by the side door of the hospital. There were already a few cars here, all belonging to the people who didn't want to get disturbed by the media.

Charlotte got out of the car and rushed into the hospital, but then Lachlan said, "Hold it right there."

Charlotte turned around. Through sobs, she said, "You…" Lachlan got closer, and she tried to back off.

Lachlan said. "Don't move."

Charlotte did as she was told. Lachlan took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders, then he walked ahead. Charlotte paused for a moment and looked down, then she realized she was still in her pajamas. Quickly, she clutched on the coat and followed Lachlan inside.

There was already a crowd outside the ward. The tension in the air turned even more rife when Lachlan appeared, and everyone had different looks on their faces when Charlotte showed up.

Charles came out of the ward, and Charlotte approached him. She was ready to receive any punishment. "Dad…"

Unexpectedly, Charles didn't yell at her but said, "You should see him. It might be your last time."

The tears that Charlotte tried hard to hold back fell down her face again, then she went into the ward. Philip was lying on his bed, looking like he was asleep. Charlotte knelt beside him and sobbed. "Great-grandpa…"

Philip opened his eyes and whispered, "Charlotte…"

Charlotte was beside herself. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have run away to Highside. I'll be good. Please don't go…"

Philip had a look of relief on his face, and with difficulty, he patted her head. He whispered, "It's… good to see you." And then he flatlined.

"Great-grandpa!"

…

The afternoon sun shone brightly, its rays shining into the house, and the temperature slowly rose. Leanna woke up, perhaps from the light and the heat. She sat up and tried her best to move her neck. Her whole body was sore, and her head was hurting from the hangover. Oh my God… She felt for her phone and checked the time. Five minutes to twelve. I wonder where Aidan is. Just as she lifted the blanket and was about to get out of bed, Aidan opened the door and came in.

Leanna rubbed her eyes. "It's late. You should've woken—"

Aidan said, "Get prepared. We're going to Jamesdon this afternoon."

Leanna froze for a moment and looked at him. "I thought that was on the weekend."

Aidan walked toward her. "Not when Philip just died."

"When did that happen?"

"A few hours ago."

"What about Charlotte?"

"Lachlan took her home last night. She was with Philip when he died."

Leanna heaved a sigh of relief. Good thing she made it back in time, or it would have haunted her for the rest of her life. She got out of bed. "We should…" The moment Leanna stood up, her legs trembled and she almost fell. Aidan held her, and she turned around, shooting him a glare. This is your fault.

Aidan looked away and made up an excuse. "That was an emergency. I was not in control, so it wasn't my fault."

Leanna grumbled, "Just won't own up to it, huh?" Leanna went into the bathroom and washed herself up. After she took a hot shower, her soreness was greatly relieved. Since she had no idea how long this trip would last, Leanna packed some clothes when she came back to the condo. After she was done, she thought it was still early, so she went to the studio.

Aidan had something to do at Crossley Group, and he would pick her up when he was done.

When Zoe saw Leanna, she stopped working and went into the office with her. "Just in time. Can you call Charlotte for me? I tried calling her, but she didn't pick up. What happened?"

Leanna nodded. "Her great-grandfather died. She went back to Jamesdon overnight."

The answer took Zoe by surprise, and she sighed.

Leanna said, "Zoe, Aidan and I are going to Jamesdon this afternoon, and I have no idea when we're coming back."

Zoe said, "Go. I can handle things on this end."

Leanna tucked her draft book in her bag. A moment of silence later, she said, "I have something to tell you ."

"What is it?"

Leanna looked at her. "It's about Daniel. Aidan started an investigation, and things aren't what you think they are. We have no idea what his relationship with that woman is, but we know she's kept him captive."

Zoe waved her hand, smiling. "I know you just want to cheer me up. That woman is about our size, so there's no way she could…"

"We found a syringe with remnants of sedatives inside, and…" Leanna paused for a moment. "Daniel never did heal up, so it's possible that the woman managed to take him captive. Easily too."

Zoe didn't believe it. "But he was fine when I saw him last time."

Leanna took out her phone and showed Zoe the photo of the threat message. "It hasn't been two weeks since Daniel escaped Leroy. There's no way he could have recovered that fast."