Chapter 859


    Chapter 859


    The belongings and such weren’t the most crucial, but rather the personal items in the bag, such as the


    driver’s license and bank cards.


    After pondering for a moment, Mary thought it would be safest to call the police.


    When the police arrived, they conducted a brief recording of the statements from Mary and Rachel.


    Another team was dispatched to search the surrounding area. Eventually, Rachel’s bag was discovered


    near a trash bin.


    Don handed the items to Rachel, speaking with a hint of deference. “Miss Grey, please check and see


    what valuable items were missing from inside.”


    Normally, such a minor incident wouldn’t require the captain himself to personally intervene. However,


    there was no room for carelessness when it involved Rachel.


    Ever since learning about Rachel’s identity, not only Don but everyone at the police station would


    unintentionally disy a certain level of deference when they saw her.


    After all, she was someone whom even Warren would show respect to.


    Rachel checked her bag thoroughly. Aside from the missing cash from her wallet, everything else was


    intact. “I only lost some cash. Thank you for your assistance, Mr. Cole.”


    Upon receiving gratitude from Rachel, Don appeared pleasantly surprised, disying a demeanor of


    being honored. “It’s my duty, Miss Grey. You’re too kind.”


    Next to them, Mary looked at the phone in Rachel’s bag with curiosity. “Strange. The motorcycle gangs


    only steal cash and not phones?”


    ording to their usual practice, they would take away anything valuable that could be sold. So why


    did they leave the phone behind?


    It couldn’t be that they left it for Rachel and Mary to call the police, right?


    Rachel lightly tapped her fingers on the phone lost in thought.


    At that moment, Don spoke up, saying, “Nowadays, everyone’s phones have a tracking system.


    Perhaps they were concerned that taking the phones would lead us to track them.”


    Upon hearing this, a knowing look shed in Mary’s eyes.


    “Mr. Cole, we have a lead!” one of the apanying personnel hurriedly approached and whispered a


    few words to Don.


    Subsequently, Don walked up to Rachel and said, “Miss Grey, if there are any updates, we will inform


    you as soon as possible.”


    “Alright.” Rachel nodded.


    After the group left, Rachel took Mary to a nearby hospital to treat her injuries.


    Seeing Mary’s exaggerated reaction, Rachel couldn’t help but jokingly remark, “What’s the big deal


    about these minor injuries? Haven’t you heard about the time when I fell from a two-story balcony as a


    child? I had a gash on my chin, and it was bleeding a lot. The adults weren’t home, so I limped my way


    to the clinic by myself. When I entered, everyone was startled.”


    As Mary mentioned this, a hint of mncholy appeared on her face.


    Rachel did not know who Mary thought of. All she knew was Mary and her belonged to the same kind


    of people.


    Mary grew up living with her mother and grandmother in the countryside because her grandmother had


    a strong


    preference for boys over girls in the Green family. It was only during her high school years that she was


    finally brought back to the Green family.


    A male nurse attended to Mary’s wound.


    As he faced Mary, his ears turned slightly red. “It might hurt a little. Please bear with it.”


    “I’m not afraid of pain,” said Mary.


    Rachel stood by quietly and waited. Then, her phone suddenly rang.


    It was David.


    “Where are you?” His voice was cold and tense.


    Rachel knew that news of the street robbery must have reached him.


    She said gently, “I’m fine.”


    She nced at Mary and then walked out of the dressing room. She sat on a bench in the corridor and


    briefly recounted the


    Incident, ending with a casual question, “Any updates on those two individuals?”


    Since David was aware of the incident, he would undoubtedly initiate an investigation.


    Moreover, there was indeed something suspicious about those two robbers.


    The restaurant was located on a bustling street with a constant flow of people, yet they singled her out


    directly as if she had been targeted from the beginning.


    The behavior of the individuals was indeed unusual.


    Their timing was off, and their choice of target was also inappropriate.


    On the other end of the phone, David calmly responded, “I’ve already sent someone to investigate. I


    believe we’ll have results soon.”


    “Okay.”


    After hanging up, Rachel got up and returned to the dressing room.


    After Mary’s wound was taken care of, the two went their separate ways at the hospital’s entrance.


    Once they parted ways, Rachel drove to thepany, while Mary continued driving on the road.


    On the way, Mary’s assistant called her. “Miss Green, should we reschedule today’s itinerary for


    tomorrow?”


    Since her assistant started working closely with Mary, every year on this particr day, Mary would


    clear her schedule and not allow anyone to disturb her. It was a day when she would disappear from


    sight, just like evaporating from the world for a day.


    No one knew what she had been doing all day.


    Mary feplied indifferently and hung up.-


    She stopped the car, opened the door, and walked into a flower shop.


    In the blink of an eye, it was the weekend.


    When Rachel woke up slowly, she looked at the ceiling above her head and gradually gathered her


    scattered consciousness.


    She sat up slowly, looking at the clothes scattered on the floor, and involuntary images fromst night’s


    blush-inducing and, heart-thumping moments came to her mind.


    Last night, David seemed tireless and unrestrained, as if he wanted to spend all the stored-up desires


    from over twenty years.


    If things continued like this, she really had to consider living in separate rooms from David.


    Survival was more important than rtionships.


    After freshening up, Rachel walked downstairs and made her way to the dining room.


    The two of them sat at the table, and Rachel chewed her food slowly, asionally ncing at David.


    It was quite strange. He was the one who exerted himself, yet he always seemed to have more energy


    and vitality than she did.


    Was men’s physical stamina really that extraordinary?


    Perhaps it was her intense and direct gaze that caused David to lift his eyes. At that moment, his


    indifferent gaze softened unconsciously as it fell upon her. “Do you enjoy staring at me so much?”


    Rachel’s face flushed with embarrassment, and she lowered her eyes, replying calmly, “Who said I


    enjoy staring at you?”


    At this moment, footsteps came from the door.Còntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    Even before seeing the person, her voice was recognizable. “Where’s Rae-Rae? Why hasn’t shee


    to see me during this time?”


    Upon hearing Old Mrs. Jones’ voice, Rachel and David exchanged a nce and simultaneously stood


    up, making their way toward the living room.


    Old Mrs. Jones dressed in an elegant navy blue suit, with a string of emerald ne adorning her


    neck. Her every movement exuded an air of grace and refinement that came with the passage of time.


    Having not seen Rachel for these past few days, Old Mrs. Jones had been slightly upset.


    However, as soon as sheid eyes on her, not only did her anger dissipate, but her heart was filled with


    joy.


    To think that such a well-behaved child was her daughter-inw was enough to make her wake up from


    her dreams with a smile.


    Except..