Chapter 1144


    Deanna woke up the next morning and felt a little groggy. When she moved slightly, she felt pain all


    over her body. When she opened her eyes, she could see warm yellow rays pouring in through the


    windows.


    Deanna pondered for a moment in bed before getting up. Just as she was about to sit up, she felt


    as if something seemed to be gripping her waist. She then looked at her waist and saw an arm


    firmly wrapped around her body. She turned sideways only to find that the arm belonged to Jacky.


    What the h*ll happened the previous night? Deanna did her best to try and recall her memory, but


    she couldn''t seem to remember anything!


    She raised her hand to rub her head. Deanna then looked at her arms and wondered, what


    happened to her sleeves?


    She looked at her arms and over to her body...


    "Ah!"


    Deanna shrieked and woke Jacky up in the process.


    Jacky immediately sat up and looked over at Deanna. He hurriedly pulled her into his arms.


    Deanna waspletely scared out of her wits when she realized that both of them were naked.


    "Scoundrel! You scoundrel!" Deanna started to cry. How could it have happened?


    Jacky wasn''t mad. Instead, he looked as if he was about to burst intoughter.


    Jacky pushed her away. He stared at her for a moment. She was crying pitifully and looked as pale


    as a sheet of paper.


    "You''re not allowed to cry."


    Deanna sniffed and immediately stopped crying. Jacky reached out and wiped her tears away.


    Then, he lowered his head and kissed her. At first, she wasn''t willing to have him touch her, butter


    on, Jacky raised his voice and locked his gaze on her, so shepromised in fright. She wrapped


    his arms around his shoulders until she did not have the strength to resist him.


    After wiping her tears away, Jackyy down beside Deanna and pulled her into his embrace. She


    ced her hands on his chest as shey in his arms.


    Jacky asked her, "Does it feel good?"


    "Yes."


    When Deanna answered, she blushed a little. In the end, she remained still in his arms and did not


    say anything. She was honest and was as obedient as a kitten.


    Jacky ran his hand along Deanna''s arm and said, "You should get some rest. I''ll bring you out


    tonight."


    "Oh." Deanna''s hand remained on his chest. It was as if she was trying to push him away. After she


    closed her eyes, Jacky ced one of her arms over his body. Then, he pulled up the nket to


    cover her body. He rarely used the nket as it was usually hot at night. Soon, the two of them fell


    into a deep slumber.


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    "He''s not back yet?" Santiago asked as he walked down the stairs. The weather was great that day.


    He nced at Raeleigh, who was waiting for Jepherson to return home. Raeleigh turned around


    and said, "Not yet. Could you please call him to check whether he''s home?"


    Santiago took his phone out and called up Richards Manor to check whether Jepherson was


    around. That was not the first phone call. It was as if he had vanished from the face of the Earth. No


    one had heard from him, nor could anyone get in touch with him.


    Santiago hung up the phone and nced at Raeleigh. He walked to the side and took a seat. He


    put the phone in front of him and shoved his hands into his pocket.


    There was no one downstairs besides the two of them. As Scarlette was throwing a tantrum,


    Hadrian was keeping an eye on her and did not allow her to leave the room. Stuart, on the other


    hand, was with Jepherson. However, at that time, no one could reach Stuart either.


    Santiago''s face darkened as he asked, "Did the two of you have a fight?"


    Raeleigh froze for a moment and she then looked at Santiago. "No."


    "Then, why haven''t we heard anything from him?" Santiago did not look at Raeleigh, but he could


    tell something was off. Raeleigh shook her head and looked out of the window. "I have no idea. I


    have this uneasy gut feeling... He has never disappeared like this before. I''m not sure if something


    has happened to him."


    "I''ll go out to find him." Santiago stood up and was about to head out through the door. Raeleigh


    stood up to stop him. "Don''t. If he wanted toe back, then he would have."


    Santiago stopped and turned to look at Raeleigh. There was a kind of indescribable emotion in his


    eyes.


    "What happens if he does note back since I did not go out to look for him?"


    Raeleigh thought for a moment. "He''lle back when it''s time. Maybe he''s looking for someone."


    After thinking for a while, Santiago walked over to Raeleigh. He looked at Raeleigh with a deep


    gaze and asked, "Do you know something?"


    Raeleigh shook her head. How could she know? She could not even contact him. She initially


    thought that he was busy trying to look for Deanna, but right then, it seemed like that was not the


    case.


    Raeleigh stared at Santiago. She did not know what to say. Whatever the case was, she had to ask


    him. However, he had not returned home yet. How was she supposed to ask him?


    Santiago took out his phone and called his grandfather, Trevor.


    When Trevor saw the caller ID on his phone, he was surprised. However, ncing at the door of the


    person who had not left his room for two days, he silently understood.


    "What''s the matter? Why are you so kind to call me?" Trevor''s opinion of Santiago was different


    from his wife, Marissa. He had two different ways of looking at people as well as his grandsons. He


    liked them both regardless of whether they were good or bad. After all, they were his grandsons.


    Hansen was his only son. That son had two sons, one was Jepherson, and the other was Santiago.


    Putting aside the others, they were all descendants of the Richards family. They were his only


    grandsons, and he was pleased with the two of them. One was a born leader, whereas the other


    one was an innate warrior.


    If the former was the image of a king, then thetter had the aura of tyrant. He could not pick a


    favorite. As a grandfather, he felt that his grandsons were perfect in their own ways. However, some


    outsiders had their own thoughts about his grandsons and couldn''t recognize their respective


    potentials.


    However, he himself knew very well that with those two children, the Richards family''s fortune would


    surely skyrocket. They wouldn’ t hold themselves back.


    At the end of the day, he felt that Jepherson was too calm. Sometimes, when he spoke to him, it


    was as if he was dealing with a sly fox. He had to speak carefully lest he fell into any of his traps.


    Santiago, on the other hand, was more likeable. He was very straightforward. Even though he was


    somewhat cynical and frivolous, he was still young, so this temperament matched his age.


    Trevor leaned towards Santiago.


    His feelings towards Santiago were different from Marissa''s.


    Marissa had nagged him several times as a result of their opposing views, saying that he was old


    and confused. However, Trevor did not say much about that matter. Whether he was confused or


    not, he knew it in his heart. There was no need for him to exin himself.


    He felt rxed when he talked to Santiago because he was fond of him. Santiago, who was on the


    other end of the line, asked casually, "Is he there?"


    Trevor casually asked, "Who?"


    "Are you already senile?" Santiago did not care if his words would offend his grandfather. Since his


    grandfather pretended not to know who he was talking about, he deserved to be offended.


    Trevor turned around and nced at the locked door upstairs. No matter how much he liked


    Santiago, he could not offend Jepherson. After all, both of his grandsons were equally important to


    him.


    After thinking for a while, Trevor thought of apromise and said, "I haven''t seen him. Why don''t


    you try and call him?"


    Santiago was not a fool. He sneered and said, "The older, the wiser. I get it."


    With that, Santiago hung up the phone. As for Trevor, he wanted to say a few words to his


    grandson, but before he could even say anything, Santiago had already hung up the phone.


    Trevor put his phone aside and nced at Stuart, who was standing downstairs. He then said,


    "Santiago''s temper has always been bad. Please cut him some ck."


    After saying that, Trevor got up and went upstairs. Just as he was halfway up the stairs, he turned


    back around to retrieve his phone. Stuart stood downstairs and lowered his head as he wiped the


    sweat off his forehead. Was he saying that Santiago or he himself should not be med for his bad


    temper? That old man was humorous. He was exaggerating, but there was a never ending stream


    of ways to scare people. Stuart had been freaked out a lot since he was young.