Chapter 510
Nina glanced back at Alvin, then quickly followed Bowen. “Mr. Turner, there’s something I need to tell you. The one behind Aubree’s kidnapping might be Alice.”
“I overheard those two traffickers say it themselves. A biological mother kidnapping her own daughter,” she said, her voice still tinged with disbelief.
“Thanks,” Bowen’s reply was curt.
It was a rainy night.
She had been kidnapped. The traffickers had been instructed not to harm her. A beat-up van sped down a mountain road. The girl’s shrill cries were haunting.
“She’s been crying the whole way. Shut her up already!”
“Her family doesn’t want her anyway, why not strangle her and bury her somewhere?”
“I agree. We’ve already got the money.”
Suddenly, the van screeched to a halt. A rough hand grabbed her neck.
Just then, a black Volkswagen slammed into the van.
The car had been modified, so the impact wasn’t too severe.
“Kid, run!” a voice shouted.
She was pulled from the van.
The traffickers chased after her. “Run! Run forward!”
She didn’t know what happened afterward. The rain was heavy, and she kept running until she couldn’t anymore.
“The patient collapsed from mental exhaustion and intense shock. She’ll be fine after a good rest.”
She woke up.
“She’s awake. Go call someone!”
Crackling noises filled the room.
Aubree frowned and slowly opened her eyes. “Bree, how do you feel?”
“My…” Her voice was painfully hoarse.
After sipping water, she clutched the cup. “Bowen, I remember now. Everything that happened when I was kidnapped at five. A couple saved me. The man… He looked a bit like you. Were they Alvin’s parents?”
Bowen paused. He hadn’t expected her to recall everything like this.
He said, “Yes. But don’t blame yourself. My brother went into politics partly for the family’s benefit, but also because he truly wanted to do good. If he saw any child in danger, he would’ve intervened.”
Aubree gave a bitter smile. “So Alvin knows too, doesn’t he?”
She remembered the madness, the hatred in his eyes.
“Yeah,” Bowen said.
“So he helped Carmen into the company… It wasn’t a coincidence, right?” He wanted revenge, but when Bowen blocked him, he decided to drag him down too.
Aubree suddenly felt exhausted. “What do you think?”
“Don’t worry. His heart is full of you.” The door opened. A cool young voice replaced Bowen’s.
“Alvin…” Aubree whispered.
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She could see hatred in Alvin’s eyes.
“I’m sorry,” she murmured.
Alvin retorted, “Sorry? Can that bring my parents back?”
Aubree remembered his blood-soaked appearance and stopped speaking. Anything she said would be wrong.
“Aubree, answer me. Will you leave Rithol City? If you agree never to let me see you again, we’re even.” Alvin’s gaze was cold as ice.
Bowen snapped, “Alvin!”
Alvin asked, “Uncle Bowen, are you mad? Or just scared you can’t make her stay?”
The Turner family’s roots were in Rithol City. Bowen couldn’t leave, and if Aubree did, that meant separation.
Aubree took a deep breath. Bowen had been right. What mattered wasn’t guilt for surviving, but making her life meaningful in honor of those who saved her.
She held his cold hand. “We’ve been together so long. Can’t you trust me a little? You’re Bowen’s nephew.”
She continued, “Alvin, I’m not leaving. If we can’t be friends anymore, and you want revenge, go ahead. I’ll fight back, but I won’t hurt you.”
Alvin sneered. “As if I care.”
“The firewall sabotage was your doing, right? Did you help the Wilson family on purpose?” Aubree asked the question that had haunted her.
Alvin answered, “Yeah. Too bad the Wilsons were useless.”
Aubree went cold all over. He really had thought about killing her.
She lowered her head. “I see.”
Alvin had come to the hospital just to check on her, and now that he knew she remembered everything, he made no effort to hide his intentions.
It didn’t matter. There was still time. This wasn’t over.
After Alvin left, Aubree gripped Bowen’s hand tightly. “I won’t leave you because of this.”
Bowen looked into her determined eyes, but a bitter feeling twisted in his chest.