Reclaiming the CEO's Heart novel Chapter 145

Chapter 145 The New Year's Eve

Frank also bought a new set of clothes for Ethan.

The children were all happy, shouting, "It's the New Year."

Avery didn't expect that she would spend New Year's Eve on a special island with a group of strangers.

And Ethan was in her arms.

After dinner, as soon as it got dark, the children gathered to set off fireworks. Even Ethan had two sparklers stuffed in his hands.

Avery had taken many photos of him in the past few days, and her phone had run out of battery.

Luckily, Frank came back with a charger connected to a solar panel. Her phone was then charged up.

As Avery pressed the shutter, the corners of her mouth curved up.

For a moment, she forgot about the pain of being imprisoned by Jacob. She just wanted to indulge herself in happiness.

"Avy, come and set off firecrackers with us."

"Sure."

Firecrackers soared into the sky, and beneath the dazzling fireworks were the joyful faces of the children.

Unlike their joyous days, in the study room of the Hill Mansion...

Jacob smashed the ashtray in front of him onto the ground. So far, no news had come from his networks.

First, the identities of those people couldn't be traced, and secondly, their whereabouts were unknown.

He thought the other party would quickly make demands, but to his surprise, it had been five days without any follow-up.

What should he do?

At this moment, any comforting words felt like daggers, tormenting his wounds.

John could only repeat, "God will bless Mrs. Hill and Mr. Ethan. They will be fine."

Jacob lit a cigarette, smoke swirling in the wind and snow. His voice was low. "I thought I would be happy if she died. But when she jumped out of the window, I realized I was wrong. I'm more afraid of her leaving than anyone else."

John didn't respond. Jacob answered himself, self-absorbed, "She once asked me if I would be happy if she died. I didn't have a chance to tell her that I didn't want her to die. I want her to live well!"

By now, Jacob had become somewhat mentally unstable. He clung tightly to John's hand, saying, "I haven't told her the truth about the child yet, John. Do you think she sensed it, which is why she risked everything to save Ethan every time?"

"Mr. Hill, you're exhausted. You need to get some rest."

John sighed helplessly. "I know you're deeply concerned about Mrs. Hill's and Mr. Ethan's safety, but if you collapse, who will be able to save them if the criminals appear?"