Chapter 847
Chapter 847
Back in Easton, Gwen eventually found out about the pervert incident. However, Sean wasn’t the one who This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.
told her about it. Instead, Cheryl had heard about it from Jack.
Jack was an honest man. It only took Cheryl a few attempts before he spilled the beans. Once he told her
everything, Cheryl filled Gwen in too.
Cheryl spoke about it in their group chat. When the three of them heard the news, all of them wanted to
go visit Caroline right away, but Gwen stopped everyone in their tracks.
“Wait, no. Cheryl, you can’t go. You have to help Carol manage the company. And Sonia, before Carol lost
her memories, she wanted to make you into an international superstar.
“She may have forgotten everything, and all plans may have been put on hold, but that doesn’t mean you
can put your work aside.
“Which means that I’m the most suitable person to go. The timing’s perfect. My company has a project
that requires us to go to Macido. So I’ll talk to them about going there.”
Hearing this momentarily calmed Cheryl and Sonia down. They gave it some thought and agreed that this
was their only option.
Gwen put her phone aside. She felt a pang of loneliness.
Sean hadn’t contacted her since he had left. Had he completely forgotten all about her?
Gwen wasted no time in volunteering to take part in the project that will be based in Macldo and
persuading her colleagues.
The company couldn’t be happier. It was a difficult project, so they were glad that someone had
voluntarily agreed to work on it. They gave their approval immediately.
Gwen notified Caroline that she would be coming to Macldo on a business trip. Of course, she didn’t tell
Caroline that she was actually going there to see her.
Caroline was overjoyed when she received this news.
Over the past few days, she had become increasingly despondent, with Kirk refusing to leave her side.
She had made it abundantly clear that she didn’t want him by her side, but alas, her requests had fallen on.
deaf ears.
Hence, Caroline had had no choice but to blatantly ignore Kirk as he carried on following her everywhere
That day, Betty had organized a barbeque for the family. She had been busy preparing the food and
everything else with Sean and some guests.
Mindful of Caroline’s state of mind, Betty didn’t have her join them in the preparation. Instead, she let
Caroline rest in the shade.
“I feel like it’s better for you to go over and help her.” The guests nudged Betty as they kept stealing glances at Caroline.
After catching the guests’ curious stares the umpteenth time, Caroline could no longer hold it in and
called out, “Nothing will happen to me over here.”
She was safe at Yates Manor. After all, Mr. Y had said that what had happened was a random crime and that she had been unlucky.
Kirk knew what Caroline had been brooding about. Of course, he had lied to Caroline about the attacker
because he didn’t want her to worry.
Given her current condition, she would definitely be distressed if she found out that the attacker was a
pervert with a criminal record.
Kirk’s thoughts drifted to the dark and damp basement where the pervert was being held.
By the time Kirk had gotten there that day, the pervert had already been covered in bruises.
The pervert was sick to his core. Even after he had been beaten up so badly that he had injuries all over
his bare body, he had refused to utter a single word.
But when he had spotted Kirk, he had looked smug and had even let out a chuckle. It had seemed as if
Kirk had been the one who had been tied up and beaten.
Nonetheless, the pervert’s amusement had been short-lived. His countenance had changed the moment
he heard what Kirk had to say.
Filled with contempt, Kirk uttered, “Cut his junk off.”
“You devil!” the pervert shrieked in a shrill voice.
Kirk had remained unfazed as the pervert’s cries filled the basement. He had watched coldly as the helpless scum had been lowered to the ground and had his pants lowered.
A knife had glinted in the dark. The worthless trash had started to panic and had peed himself
everywhere.
The tough act he had been putting on melted away as he came face-to-face with his dreadful fate