Raquel had been sitting alone in the restaurant for quite a while, but Alice hadn’t returned. When her cell phone vibrated on the table, Raquel picked it up and looked at it, and checked that it was a message from Kennedy.
But Alice wasn’t there.
It was best to wait for her to return before reading the message.
Raquel turned the phone off again and waited some more, but Alice still hadn’t returned.
Raquel frowned, vaguely sensing that something was wrong.
She signaled the waiter to settle the bill, then gathered up all of Alice’s things and asked the waiter to take her to the restaurant’s restroom.
It turned out that the bathroom was empty and no one was there.
-What’s going on? Where is she? -asked Raquel.
The waiter also had a strange look on his face.
-I’m not sure, that lady came up a moment ago after asking me where the bathroom was, and I didn’t seem to see her leave after that…. I thought she might not be feeling well in her stomach, so I didn’t ask.
-Do you have other bathrooms in this restaurant besides this one?
The waiter bit his lower lip and shook his head.
-Not anymore, this is the only restroom that our staff also uses.
After hearing that there was only one restroom in this restaurant, Raquel then thought about what had happened earlier and instantly understood what had happened.
Oops.
-Madam, how about we go back inside and look for her?
-No, she’s not there,” Raquel replied coolly.
Raquel could probably guess now where Alice went, the look in her eyes and the aura around her instantly chilled….
Jorge!
Raquel turned around and headed outside, but was surprised to find another detour on the other side of the hallway, so she went around it.
-Hey, how did this door open?
Now Rachel was absolutely certain that Alice had stumbled into something. It was unthinkable that her father could do such a thing.
Trying to get her to acknowledge this father was not going to happen in this lifetime!
Rachel walked straight out of the restaurant just as Alice’s cell phone rang, it was a call from Kennedy.
Presumably she called because she had no answer from Alice.
Would this matter complicate things if she was told?
It was clear that it was her business with Jorge and that Alice was only involved.
She might as well resolve it herself.
With that in mind, Rachel did not answer the phone and simply silenced it before continuing on her way.
After walking a few steps, a car suddenly stopped in front of her and several men got out and directly surrounded her.
Raquel quickly recognized the men as the ones she had met that morning, only now there were two fewer of them.
Raquel linked her hands together and looked at them with derision, -What, are you going to kidnap me too?
When she finished, she held out her hands, -Binding hands or feet, eh?
The leader’s face changed a few shades at her words and he shook his head.
-I dare not, Miss Raquel, we are only here to invite you.
-Invite me? -Raquel narrowed her eyes dangerously, “Then why keep someone away from me?
-This is the last resort, Miss Raquel, come on up,” The man leading the group could only say.
-Where is she? -Raquel asked in a cold voice, without taking a step forward, “If you touch her, I’ll send you all to jail.
Her words made the man turn pale, and he hastened to explain.
-Don’t worry, miss, they won’t do anything to you as long as you come with us.
When he got the answer, Rachel guessed that Alice was not in the car and that he would not see her even if she got in.
But if she didn’t get in the car, she wouldn’t have a chance to see her.
-Miss, please get in.
The person in charge opened the door for her and made an inviting gesture. Raquel pursed her lips and had to get into the car.
In the Carlos family.
Jorge was sitting in the living room, holding a frame with a group photo of a family of four.
Jorge was still young in the picture, handsome despite his middle age, and the woman next to him was clearly the same age as him, but the years had not left many marks on her face, and she was a well-maintained, kind and polite woman.
The two girls next to her, one tall and one short, seemed especially close with their two little hands clasped together and their two little bodies still attached.
In those days, the four of them were the envy of the world.
And now?
In the whole Carlos family, Jorge was the only one left.
Jorge’s fingertips were slowly brushing his wife’s face against his daughter’s in the photo.
Dylan sighed heavily to himself at this scene.
-Sir, it is better not to look, there are things that cannot be changed.
Jorge raised his head, obviously with tears in his eyes already, still holding the picture frame in his hand, but he mumbled and asked, -Dylan, did I do too many bad things in my last life? Is that why I was given so much punishment in this life?
Although his name was known to many, and he had many properties and countless assets to his name, he was separated from his wife and had no one to stand by his side.
Dylan was momentarily speechless, remembering the old man’s current situation, which was indeed a bit tragic.
The two men were silent and a few moments later someone entered.
-Sir, Miss Raquel is here.
Dylan and Jorge froze for a moment at the same time, and then looked at each other unconsciously, both apparently surprised by the news.
A few moments later, Dylan smiled, -You see, my lord, the God treats you very well, and the señorita has returned. Go ask her to come in.
The informant turned and went out.
He soon ushered Rachel in and then withdrew to wait outside again.
And Jorge was a bit confused when he saw Raquel appear in front of him, thinking that she had seen him wrong, or else why would this reluctant daughter have suddenly arrived at his door?
A thought crossed his mind and Jorge wondered if she was here for Kennedy again.
As Jorge pondered, he looked back but felt a hint of moisture in his eyes, he hurried to reach up and wipe the corners of his own eyes before coughing softly and ordering Dylan, -Dylan, have the maids prepare the tea.
Rachel also saw George’s tear stains and froze for a moment, feeling something lodge in her heart, but it was quickly replaced by anger.
There was nowhere to vent her anger, and now that she had finally caught sight of Jorge, Raquel stepped forward and shouted a reprimand.
-No need to pretend, you know I’m not here for tea and snacks. Jorge! Do you have a conscience or not? How dare you ask someone to tie her up here at this hour, don’t you know she’s pregnant?