Unemployed Family? Hidden Tycoons Dote On Her novel Chapter 616

"Oh," Arabella replied, before it suddenly clicked. "Wait, what?"

That came out sounding a bit odd, didn't it?

But before she could dwell on it, Matthew was already sliding into the backseat of the car.

"Try to get some rest," he reminded her, then signaled the driver to head out.

Watching the car pull away from the curb, Arabella stood there for a moment, blinking slowly.

"He did say he liked the pasta I made, right?" she murmured to herself, then gave a small, confirming nod. "Yeah, he definitely said that."

She turned and walked back.

As she passed the dining area, the image of the two of them sharing a quiet meal flashed through her mind.

For some reason, her heart gave a little flutter. Looking back, the mood had actually been... nice. Comfortable, even.

*****

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the windows.

Shortly after Arabella came downstairs, a breaking news alert lit up her phone.

"What in the world?" Florence asked, looking up from her tablet, her face pale.

"Arabella, have you heard from the hospital yet?" Ethan asked.

"Not yet," Arabella shook her head, scrolling through the headlines.

Jonathan set his coffee cup down firmly. "Let's not panic. Finish breakfast first, then we'll have Frank make some calls and get to the bottom of this."

"Actually, I think I should go down there myself," Arabella said, her tone steady. "If I can explain the situation in person, it'll be easier to clear things up."

"Then I'm coming with you," Alfred said without hesitation.

"Alright." Arabella agreed.

They sat down to eat, but the mood was tense.

Florence wrung her hands. "How could this happen? A complaint like this..."

Frank's expression was grim. "This is clearly a malicious false report. Someone's pulling strings."

"Mom, try not to worry," Ethan said, trying to sound reassuring. "Arabella's credentials were fully vetted when she joined Kindwell. This will get straightened out."

Florence sighed deeply. "I just don't understand who would do such a thing."

"We'll find out when we get there, Mom. It might all be a big misunderstanding," Arabella said, keeping her voice light. She didn't want her mother stressing over this.

"I'll be right there with her. It's going to be fine," Alfred added, giving his mother a reassuring look.

"Okay, but please—call me the minute you know something," Florence insisted.

"We will," Arabella promised.

After a hurried breakfast, Alfred and Arabella headed out from Cloudrise Manor.

During the drive, Alfred turned to her. "Any guesses who's behind this?"

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify