Want My Womb? I'll Make You Childless novel Chapter 132

Chapter 132

“What’s stopping me?”

Olivia’s voice sharpened, “Clara, you think that just because you found evidence and got the police to arrest my mother, I’m just going to

sit here and take it?”

“I heard Ryan Walker is sick and needs a stem cell transplant?”

Thinking of the phone call Ryan received at the hospital, Clara’s eyes turned wary.“What do you mean by that?”

“Nothing much.”

Olivia laughed wickedly on the other end.“If you want Ryan to live, you better go to the police and drop the case.”

“Otherwise, I’ll make sure you and Ryan end up with nothing.”

Clara’s eyes darkened.

Olivia sounded so confident. Did she have something to rely on?

Or did she know something?

Why else would she come back to the country knowing that Diane had been arrested?

Wasn’t she afraid this would drag her down too?

Her mind raced, but her face remained impassive.“I won’t drop the case, Olivia. You must know a lot about what happened back then, right?”

“Ha, Clara, don’t try to drag me into this.”

Olivia sneered.“How old was I back then? How would I know what really happened?”

“Besides, it’s been so many years. How can you be sure that the evidence you’ve found is even accurate?”

Daniel contacted a lawyer the moment he got off the plane to meet with Diane, and he also said he’d find someone to take the fall for

her.

Hearing this, Clara narrowed her eyes.“You wouldn’t try to find someone to take the blame for Diane, would you?”

“W–Why would I…”

Olivia faltered for a moment, but the soft laughter coming from the other end of the line completely broke her composure.

“Don’t get cocky, Clara. I’ll prove that your mom’s death had nothing to do with my mom!”

“We’ll see about that.”

Clara’s face hardened. Without letting Olivia say another word, she hung up, her finger swiping across the screen with sharp precision.

Her mother died by Diane’s hand. That was an undeniable fact, and she had to make Diane

pay the price!

Olivia actually wanted to overturn the case for Diane, find someone to take the fall?

Could Olivia’s backing be that person behind Diane?

Clara’s eyes narrowed at the thought.

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If Richard had truly been deceived by Eric all these years, and her mother’s death had nothing to do with him, then that meant the real killer was back in the country.

The phrase “wanting Ryan Walker alive” replayed in Clara’s mind, a flicker of anger igniting in her eyes.

It seemed Nathan Lewis’s sudden disappearance was likely connected to Olivia and the person backing her!

With that realization, she didn’t linger. Turning, she headed back into the hospital, typing out a message to Ryan Walker, relaying what she’d just learned from Olivia.

Inside the Hospital.

Ryan Walker sat on his hospital bed, answering a call from Evan Taylor.

“Boss.”

Evan’s voice was slightly breathless, as if he’d just run a mile.

“We found traces of black wool fibers in the bushes outside the airport bathroom window.”

“After analysis, it’s a high–end custom suit fabric, not Nathan Lewis’s clothing material. It’s more like what a professional bodyguard

or enforcer would wear.”

“Also, the vehicle that took the candidate was an unlicensed black sedan. Security footage shows it leaving the airport and heading towards the suburbs, which is a blind spot for surveillance.”

Ryan narrowed his eyes. “You’re saying the guy is gone?”

“…Yes.”

Evan took a deep breath, bracing himself for Ryan’s anger, while also presenting a solution.

“However, I’ve already expanded the search area, utilizing all available surveillance resources in the suburbs, and contacted the local police to assist with the investigation.”

“We don’t have any concrete information yet, but we’ve confirmed that the candidate hasn’t left the city. They’ve likely been hidden by professionals, and these people are very good at covering their tracks.”

Hearing this, Ryan’s expression didn’t change. His fingers tapped lightly on the edge of the bed, the rhythm even, his gaze growing

more intense.

“Have you traced the person behind that number?”

“The registration information for the number is fake.”

Even though Ryan’s tone didn’t sound like he was going to hold him accountable, Evan still swallowed hard before saying, “But the paper trail of funds points to a shell corporation overseas, and the actual controlling person of that company is Daniel Quinn.”

“I checked all the companies under Daniel Quinn’s name and found one that had dealings with the Bennett Group in the past. That company is called QJ, and the CEO is Kevin Reynolds.”

Hearing this, Ryan felt a stirring in his mind. It seemed this Daniel Quinn was likely the person behind Diane Bennett.

It was highly probable that Nathan had been taken by his people.

Or rather, this might have been his setup all along.

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Was he warning him to stop helping Clara Bennett and going up against Diane Bennett?

Thinking of this, Ryan smirked.

To think they could threaten him with such tactics–they truly underestimated him!

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Clara Bennett pushed open the door to the hospital room and found Ryan Walker propped up against the headboard, a light–colored silk blanket covering him. He was on a call.

She couldn’t hear what was being said on the other end, but he listened with narrowed eyes, radiating an aura of coldness.

Clara paused, taken aback. This side of Ryan felt foreign to her.

Spotting Clara, the sharp edge around Ryan softened. He smiled at her, then spoke into the phone, “Increase manpower and focus on searching the five–kilometer radius around where Nathan Lewis disappeared. I want a thorough, ground–level sweep.”

“Also, dig up everything on Daniel Quinn, including any interactions between him and the Bennett family from twenty years ago, his business empire, and his inner circle. I need results in three hours, tops.”

As Ryan hung up, Clara rushed to his side and sat on the edge of the bed, blurting out, “Did you see the message I sent?”

“Olivia Bennett called and said she’s back in the States.”

“The way she sounded, I think her, and whoever is backing her, might have something to do with Nathan’s disappearance.”

As she finished her hurried explanation, Ryan took Clara’s hand, reassuring her, “Don’t panic.”

He told Clara about the message he’d received and that they’d identified the person behind everything as Daniel Quinn.

As Ryan spoke, the room fell into a brief silence. The antiseptic smell in the air only intensified Clara’s guilt.

After a moment, she recounted her conversation with Victor Bennett at the café.

“This Daniel Quinn must be the one Diane was working with. Olivia probably came back with him.”

Clara leaned against Ryan’s shoulder, focusing on his steady breathing, her voice soft. “I’m sorry. I’m dragging you into this.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

Ryan pulled her into a tight embrace, nuzzling his chin against the top of her head in a playful, yet firm gesture. His words were gentle.“It’s just a coincidence that I got involved.”

Clara blushed, rubbing her head.“But…”

“No buts.”

Ryan chuckled, gently tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear as he began to analyze the situation.

“According to what you’ve heard, Daniel Quinn was working with the Bennett family twenty years ago. He was able to help Diane secure her position in the family and manipulate Richard’s resources.”

“That suggests their interests are deeply intertwined. Diane’s case might not be as simple as Victor claims.”

“Diane killed your mother, perhaps not just out of jealousy, but also to cover up secrets from twenty years ago.”

Clara looked up at him, a pang of heartache flashing in her eyes. Ryan’s analysis was always so incisive.

“Victor said he’s investigating Bennett Group’s overseas partnerships from twenty years ago, and he should have results tonight.”

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Ryan nodded, his fingertips gently tracing her cheek, his touch warm and tender.

“Let me know when the results are in. I’ll go with

you to see him.”

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Clara’s heart warmed. She hummed softly in agreement, nestled in his arms, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, and the unease within her began to fade.

Just as she was about to reach out and hug Ryan, her phone vibrated, an unwelcome intrusion.

Clara picked it up and saw a message from Vivian. She tapped it open.

“Clara, someone’s been following me. A contact from one of our partners just struck up a conversation and asked about you. I didn’t say much, and I’m hiding in a coffee shop at the mall now.”

Attached to the message was a secretly taken photo showing a man in a black suit standing on a street corner, his gaze seemingly fixed on the direction of the café where Vivian was. He looked every bit the professional bodyguard.

Clara’s eyes turned cold, and she immediately replied, “Don’t panic. Stay where there are lots of people. I’ll let Han know to send someone to pick you up. Send me your location.”

After forwarding Vivian’s location to Han, a hint of confusion flickered in Clara’s eyes.

Vivian was the child of a subordinate of her mother’s when she was at Bennett Group, and the two occasionally kept in touch.

Not long ago, Vivian graduated from college and, knowing that Clara had taken over Anderson Industries, applied for a job at Anderson Industries and became Clara’s assistant.

After her mother left Bennett Group, her father was implicated and fired from Bennett Group, and these years had not been easy for

them.

Clara felt sorry for what Vivian had been through, so she didn’t often take her out.

Moreover, Anderson Industries was mainly managed by Han, and even she rarely made public appearances. Who would want to inquire about her through Vivian?

At Grand Horizon Tech, in the office…

Richard Bennett sat in a large leather chair, with a thick stack of documents in front of him, the evidence of Robert Anderson’s violations during his years at Anderson Industries.

A knock echoed through the office, and Eric Clark, Richard’s assistant, entered, standing respectfully before the expansive desk, head bowed slightly, avoiding direct eye contact.

“Mr. Bennett, the task you assigned is complete. Negative news about Anderson Industries is now circulating online.”

“The partners have also received the ‘risk assessment‘ we provided. Two have already explicitly stated they’ll be suspending their collaboration with Anderson Industries.”

“Excellent.”

Richard’s voice was icy.“Send Clara an email. Attach some of this evidence, and tell her to either drop the case or I’ll ensure Anderson Industries is utterly bankrupt.”

“Yes, sir.”

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Eric acknowledged, starting to turn away, but Richard stopped him.

“Wait.”

Richard looked up at him.“Any news on Adrian Carter?”

“Not yet.”

Eric shook his head, hesitating.“However, it seems Daniel Quinn has returned to the country.”

“Mr. Quinn?”

Richard didn’t immediately recognize the name.

“Daniel Quinn, sir.”

Seeing Richard’s confusion, Eric clarified, “The head of the overseas company we previously collaborated with.”

“Him?”

Richard seemed to remember, his expression shifting, eyes narrowing.“He contacted you? What did he say?”

“Yes, sir.”

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Eric’s eyes flickered, and he quickly said, “Mr. Quinn said he wants to continue the partnership from twenty years ago. If you agree, he’ll use his overseas resources to help Bennett Group overcome its difficulties and even find someone to take the fall.. to take Diane Bennett’s place.”

Richard’s face darkened, and he scoffed.“Tell him the partnership between us ended twenty years ago.”

“Don’t try to play games with me, or we’ll all go down together. He’s not innocent in what happened twenty years ago either!”

Eric didn’t dare say more and quickly nodded.“Yes, sir.”

Leaving the office, Eric pulled out his phone and quickly typed out a text message, a complicated look flashing across his face.

He had followed Richard for many years, rising from a simple driver to a personal assistant. He seemed deeply trusted, but in reality, Daniel Quinn had already caught him by the handle.

His son was studying abroad, and Quinn’s people secretly controlled him. He had no choice but to follow Quinn’s orders and act as an informant by Richard’s side.

Once you get involved in some things, you can never escape.

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In a secluded villa in the suburbs.

Olivia Bennett sat on the plush sofa, a glass of red wine in front of her, the crimson liquid leaving streaks on the crystal. She wore the latest haute couture dress, her makeup impeccable, yet it couldn’t mask the resentment and anxiety in her eyes.

Daniel Quinn sat across from her in a single armchair, holding a file in his hand, slowly flipping through it, a sardonic smile on his face.

“Mr. Quinn, what was my father’s reaction when he found out you were back in the States?”

Olivia couldn’t help but ask, a hint of urgency in her voice, her fingers clenching the wine glass so tightly that her knuckles turned

white.

Daniel looked up at her, a flicker of impatience in his eyes. “What’s the rush? The real show is just getting started.”

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He placed the file on the coffee table, sliding it towards Olivia.

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“This is Eric Clark’s detailed profile. He’s Richard Bennett’s most trusted assistant, and our key to getting the core secrets. He has a weakness that I control, so he can’t refuse to cooperate, but he needs you to cover for him.”

“Your task is to approach Eric under the pretense of returning home for help, and extract the exact location of the core secrets from

him.”

“Remember, don’t let Richard Bennett suspect anything. You’re the Bennett family’s second daughter; that identity is the best cover you

could have.”

Olivia grabbed the file and flipped through it, a glint of greed and ruthlessness flashing in her eyes.

“As long as I get that thing, you’ll help me take back everything from the Bennett family and ruin Clara Bennett’s reputation, right?”

“Of course.”

Daniel leaned back against the sofa, “I always keep my word. You help me get the file, and I’ll get your mother off the hook. It’s a

win–win.”

He paused, adding, “But remember, don’t get too clever, and don’t do anything extra.”

Hearing this, Olivia remembered the phone call she’d made to Clara that morning without permission. Her eyes flickered, and she quickly nodded, “I understand, Mr. Quinn. I’ll do as you say. I won’t mess up.”

It was just one phone call. Even if Clara guessed there was someone behind her trying to take the fall for Diane, she wouldn’t know their real goal.

It shouldn’t make any difference, right?

It seemed she just needed to help Daniel get what he needed, and her mother would most likely be fine.

Once her mother was out of the Police Station, Clara Bennett, Ethan Carter, Ryan Walker–everyone who had ever hurt her–she

wouldn’t let any of them go!

At the same time, in Ethan Carter’s private condo…

Outside the floor–to–ceiling windows, the city glittered with nightlife. Ethan Carter sat at his desk, a detailed file on Vivian Hayes spread out before him.

From her family background to her career history, even her parents‘ medical records and her brother’s school abroad were all there. His finger traced a line of text on the file, a sardonic smile tugging at his lips, his eyes cold and devoid of warmth.

Vivian Hayes’s brother was studying abroad, which required a huge amount in tuition and living expenses each year, and her parents were in poor health, requiring constant medication. The financial burden on the family rested solely on her shoulders. This was her weakness, the opening he could exploit.

“Someone.”

Ethan Carter spoke, his voice icy and devoid of emotion, like a winter wind.

A bodyguard in black immediately stepped forward, bowing respectfully.“Mr. Carter.”

“Contact Vivian Hayes.”

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Ethan Carter’s eyes were dark.“Tell her that if she’s willing to help me find Clara Bennett’s weakness, I’ll cover all her brother’s tuition and living expenses, and I’ll arrange the best medical resources for her parents, ensuring they get top–notch treatment.”

“If she refuses, make sure her brother is yanked back home, studies be damned. And as for her parents‘ ailments, I’ll have the hospital cut off any non–essential treatments, so she can watch them suffer.”

“Yes, Mr. Carter.”

The bodyguard responded, turning and leaving the apartment with swift efficiency.

Ethan stood up, walked to the window, and gazed at the city’s endless traffic, his eyes filled with a possessive obsession.

Clara, you’re my woman, Ethan Carter’s woman, and you’re not escaping me, not in this lifetime.

That sickly Ryan Walker doesn’t deserve you. Only I can give you the best life, only I can protect you.

If you insist on being with him, don’t blame me for being ruthless. I’ll destroy everything you care about, forcing you to come back to

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