Chapter 2010


    Chapter 2010


    Freyja‘s heart skipped a beat.


    Colton took her into his arms and rested his chin on the top of her head.


    “I don‘t want us to quarrel because of Deedee, and I don‘t want you to think that I only care about the


    baby in your womb, and that‘s why I‘m forcing you to separate yourself from Deedee.


    “I know that she‘s been staying with you since she was born, and you‘ve carried out your duty as an


    aunt, so it‘s not toote for you to make the decision after you‘ve given birth to the baby.” He did not


    want to force her into making a choice now, so he was giving her more time to think about it.


    As long as Deedee lived under his nose and a nanny watched over her, he could rest assured.


    Freyja‘s chest undted vigorously, and tears welled up in her eyes immediately. “Colton, thank you.”


    Colton gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.


    “So, don‘t think about it anymore. I want you and our baby to be well: Promise me that you’ll keep


    having faith in me no matter what happens.” Colton carried Freyja back to the bedroom, ced her


    down on the bed, and allowed her to get a good rest first.


    He then walked out of the bedroom, took out his cell phone, and there was a text message.


    [Ms. Deedee has been taken away by Mrs. Pruitt.] Colton quietly and expressionlessly put the phone


    away and went downstairs.


    In a seaside town, in a homestay...


    The room looked antique and was decorated in a profound ssical design. The cyan curtain beside


    the bed was rolled up, and the carved wooden screen separated the bedroom and living room.


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    Noce was in his casual attire and was sitting in front of the coffee table, brewing tea. He used the tea


    filter to separate the tea leaves from the tea and poured the tea into a well decorated ceramic tea cup.


    Edison walked around the screen and came in.


    “Mr. Knowles, rumor has it that Donald‘s men have settled down in this town. They‘re the ones who


    brought Sandy here.” Noce picked up the teacup and slowly drank from it.


    “How many people are there?” Edison replied, “Four, and you should know one of them. He‘s Donald‘s


    confidant, Bear.” Bear had been following Donald around when Donald was at the peak of his career.


    After what happened to Donald three years ago, the underground ck market went down together


    with him, and the police arrested his subordinates. Unfortunately, Bear escaped the police and


    disappeared.


    It seemed that Bear had been hiding all these years, and Donald because he most probably received


    some help from Bear. Noce lifted his gaze.


    “Have you spread the news?” Edison nodded.


    “It‘s estimated that Bear will soon know that you‘re here.” On the other side of the city... When Bear


    learned of Noce‘s whereabouts, he becamecent and started fiddling with the fruit knife in his


    hand.


    “Finally! That b*stard can no longer hold it back and has probed his head out in the wilderness. This is


    what I‘ve been waiting for over all these years, him taking the bait.”


    The man who reported to him nced at him.


    “Then, shall we take this opportunity to end him here?” Bear sneered.


    “Kill him? Don‘t worry. Everything will be decided after we notify Mr. Matthews about this.”


    In the middle of the night…


    A thunderstorm pierced through the dark sky, and the lightning that split the sky brightened the sky


    abruptly and woke up Daisie. Her pillow was soaked in a cold sweat as if she had just had a nightmare.


    She dreamed that Noce was dead, so she sat on the bed, feeling all flustered and devastated.


    A warm yellow light lit up the dark bedroom. Daisie got out of bed and stopped behind the French


    window. It was raining cats and dogs outside the window, and the rain seemed to have covered all the


    surrounding buildings.


    Thunder was bursting all around, and lightning shed across the night sky. She closed the curtains,


    walked back to the bed, sat down, picked up her phone, found Noce‘s phone number, and called


    him. She waited until she heard Noce‘s voice.


    “Daisie?” Daisie heaved a sigh of relief and lowered her gaze.


    “Noce, I had a dream that something bad happened to you.” Noce let out a faint chuckle, and his


    voice sounded a little hoarse.


    “Dreams aren‘t real, and they‘re always the opposite of reality. I‘m still fine, ain‘t I?”