The Silent Wife novel (Rachel and Justin) novel Chapter 365

Chapter 365 Ill-Mannered Brat

It was already midnight when Rachel arrived at Sutton Manor in West Magnolia. The gate was locked, and Jolly seemed to have arrived before her for a while, but she was blocked at the gate by the security guard.

“Sorry, Old Madam Sutton is already resting and she will not be seeing any guests,” the guard said without emotion on his face.

Jolly replied to him, “I’m not a guest, and I’m not here to see the old lady. I’m here to see my son.”

“I’m sorry, but we don’t have the person you are looking for here.” The guard was firm and unapproachable.

“Excuse me?” Jolly was so angry that she was about to burst off. “My friends saw the car drive into your manor with their own eyes. You are lying to me! Unfortunately, you leave me with no choice but to call the police!” If it weren’t for the reputation of the Carter Family and to not aggravate the situation, Jolly would have called the police a long time ago.

At that moment, a pair of headlights lit up from behind them, and a black car stopped at the gate. Ryan got out of his car swiftly and ran straight to Jolly.

“Jolly…” Before he could finish his sentence, Jolly took a stride forward and… Slap!

She slapped him hard on the cheek. The slapping sound echoed in the quiet night. He didn’t even dodge a bit, allowing the slap to land firmly on his cheek. This strike is even harder than the last time, he thought.

To avoid agitating Jolly further, he turned his head to the guard and commanded, “Open the gate!”

The guard dared not refuse and obeyed the order promptly. After all, this woman dared to slap their young master! As soon as the gate opened, Jolly sprinted through with Rachel following behind her closely.

“This estate is enormous. Do you know where Samuel is?” Rachel asked as she walked. “Why don’t we ask Ryan?” she added.

“There is no need to ask. I know this place inside out, and I will not forget it even if I die.” Jolly seemed very tense right now.

Obviously, she had been here before, and the memories of this place were engraved in her mind. Not a pleasant one, I guess, Rachel assumed.

Throughout Jolly’s life, humiliation was not something that she experienced regularly. In fact, she had only been humiliated twice. Ryan once mistook her for a poor girl and asked her to commit herself as his lover, and the second one took place here.

Rachel followed Jolly through the pavilions, and at the first glance, she could tell that this ancient manor was worth a lot of money. When they reached a two-story courtyard, Jolly stopped in her tracks. Staring at the building in front of her, she gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. The rage was pulsing through her veins.

“No! Get it off me!” All of a sudden, they heard the wailing of a child coming through from the courtyard.

Rachel’s facial expression shifted from worried to angry. Before she could react, Jolly was already ahead of her, running into the building and kicking the door open.

“Samuel!” Jolly yelled.

Jolly and Rachel were completely taken aback by the scene as soon as they rushed into the hall. A maid restricted Samuel’s movement, and a doctor in a white coat held his arm. With a syringe in his hand, the doctor sought to draw blood from Samuel’s arm.

“What the hell are you doing?” Jolly chided. Under the shocked gaze of the crowd, she dashed forward and grabbed Samuel away from them. His little face was pale and full of terror. He leaned into her arms and shivered uncontrollably.

“Samuel, are you okay?” she asked with a panicked tone.

Samuel winced in pain as he murmured, “They… They want to draw my blood.”

Jolly was always strong and optimistic, but her tears streamed down her cheeks when she heard him. Her hands trembled as she held his.

Samuel felt guilty when he saw her tears, and he stretched out his little hand to wipe them. “Godmother, it’s okay. I don’t feel the pain.”

My little boy is trembling with terror. How can it not hurt? Jolly could feel that her heart was broken into many pieces.

Having seen the plight that Samuel had been through, Rachel felt anguished. She shifted her focus and observed the surroundings, and she said, “It is a criminal offense to abduct a child and intentionally harm the child. With the witness and physical evidence available, I am going to sue you!”

Suddenly, a coughing sound sounded from the side. “Sue us? I suggest you think before you leap, Miss Hudson.” The voice had a condescending tone by its nature.

Just then, an old woman in her fifties, supported by a maid, slowly walked out of the inner room and sat down on the couch. The old woman had downturned eyes and a cunning look on her. Those sarcastic and demeaning statements were coming from her.

Here she is, Old Madam Sutton!

“We just want to verify whether this child is the seed of our Sutton Family, lest some shameless people use a little wild seed to deceive our property!” she said haughtily.