Lily Bankston saw him hesitate to speak several times and then smiled,
"Alright, I’m not bound to spend my life with your father. If one day I meet a man who attracts me more, maybe I’ll get married. You don’t need to worry about me. Go back and spend time with your wife and children."
Greece, the Jones residence.
Elly Campbell hadn’t had a nightmare in a long time, but she was jolted awake by one.
The commotion was so violent that her stomach couldn’t help but cramp painfully.
Her consciousness was still somewhat blurry, as she repeated Adam Jones’s name under her breath, her breathing still hurried due to the fear from the dream.
Her hand, tightly clutching the bedding below her, took a long time to regain full consciousness.
In the unlit room, the moonlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling window, its sheer curtains diffusing the light from outside and casting a faint glow inside.
Realizing that it was just a nightmare, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and her ragged breathing gradually calmed down.
However, for some reason, the intense unease in her heart did not subside along with her slowing breaths.
She recalled the nightmare she’d just had.
In her dream, her island master had been chased and attacked on his way to the airport, his car forcefully knocked off an overpass to plunge into the sea.
Thinking back on the dream, Elly’s heart clenched tightly once again, and her just-calmed heartbeat began to race in panic.
Looking up at the wall clock, it was just past one in the afternoon in Boston.
Adam Jones had been out for two days and, although he would video call or phone her daily, she couldn’t quite pinpoint why she felt so restless at the moment.
After some thought, Elly decided to call Adam Jones to set her mind at ease.
But before she could make the call, another call came in.
Seeing Robert Green’s number, Elly’s brow twitched violently and the anxiety and unrest that had been lingering in her heart spread rapidly.
It took a great deal of courage for her to answer the call, "Hello?"
"Madam, the CEO has had an accident."
Elly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, excruciating.
The next second, all color drained from her face.
"Elly, you are still carrying a child; don’t come over. Let the Old Lady go check out what exactly happened first and then inform you, okay?"
Overnight, the Old Lady seemed to have lost all her vitality and suddenly appeared much older.
She had been caught off guard when her son had an accident years ago, with no psychological preparation.
Now, it was her grandson’s turn, unexpected once more.
But she had to carry on, and she must carry on.
Elly didn’t know how she managed to endure until dawn. That night, she suffered immensely, wishing she could fly to the United States immediately and find her island master herself.
"Grandma, I’m fine, you don’t have to worry about me."
William Campbell had sent servants to the Campbell Family early that morning to take care of the Old Master. She briefly told the Old Master about the situation over the phone but didn’t go into detail.
In reality, she herself didn’t know the full details and had only heard from Robert Green that there was news from the United States of a serious car accident involving Adam Jones.
The car had tumbled off the overpass and into the sea. The US police had instantly mobilized forces for rescue but still couldn’t find Adam Jones.