Pregnant With Twins: My CEO’s Tricky Love novel Chapter 489

Georgia’s lips were quivering from desperation, and there was panic and fear in her gaze.

Her whole body felt cold from fear.

“Your mansion had an explosion. It was chaos, and I don’t know what happened for real. I just heard that someone seemed to rush towards your mansion while the explosion went off, then grabbed the children and threatened Robert to go with them. Back then, to keep the children from harm, Robert went and followed these people of his own will. Wilson and Ivan are searching for him right now.”

Casey said that, and Georgia crumbled, sobbing.

She hugged her own mother, weeping until her gut wrenched.

She didn’t know how long she cried on for. What she’d been so afraid of finally came true.

Georgia lost her reason.

The horrific contents of her dream flashed before her eyes.

“What about the children? Where are they?”

Georgia asked frantically.

“Didn’t your place have an incident? When I got to know it, the old man did too. You’re in hospital right now, and this is a hospital under the Powells too. The kids were lightly injured, and you’ve been unconscious for three days. The kids aren’t safe in hospital, and it’s safer over at the Powell house, so after discussing it with Wilson, we let the kids stay there for the moment, since we don’t know who was behind it, and the Powell family are assisting.”

She’d been out for three days?

That was to say that Ivan and Wilson hadn’t found where Robert was for three days.

“I want to see the kids. I want to see Wesley and Annie. Let me go, Mom, I can’t rest easy without seeing them.”

Georgia looked obstinately at her mother. She just wanted to stay by the children’s side, and get in contact with Wilson and Ivan and know what was going on.

Clearly her mother didn’t know everything.

And she was inexplicably uneasy leaving the kids at the Powell household.

Casey sighed. Georgia had suffered an external injuring, so she took her away from hospital and got in a car bound for the Powell household.

Along the way, Georgia gave Wilson a call.

She’d called Ivan, but he hadn’t picked up, so she called Wilson instead.

“I just woke up, Wilson. I know the gist of what’s happened. What about Robert? Any news? Who was behind it?”

“It’s good that you woke, Miss Lane. I’m with Ivan right now, and he’s talking with some black market folks. They’ve got broader news here and it takes some time and money. Now that there’s some clues, we still have to follow them. The people behind the scenes didn’t make a clean job of it.”

“How much do you know, then?”

Georgia suppressed her panic and asked calmly.

“We found the device. It was a bomb placed inside a box. The box was the one that Vincent asked you to give the present in.”