Chapter 337 Provide Treatment
The dark figure soon returned, heading straight into the children’s room.
The unconscious Desi was then carried out of the room.
“No…” Gizem forced herself to stay awake.
Despite that, the pain in the back of her head was so intense that it felt like it was splitting her head open.
That dark figure completely ignored Gizem as they headed outside.
As Gizem struggled to get up, it was but a futile attempt as she could not hold on anymore.
She could only watch the two vanish together.
D*mn it!
By the time Samuel woke up, he found himself in the hospital.
“You’re finally awake, Samuel,” said Wynnie anxiously.
All Samuel felt at the moment was dizziness. Just being awake was enough to make him feel awful.
“Someone drugged all of you. The doctor said that the drug used was three times stronger than the average sedative. Desi is currently missing, and Eil is still unconscious.” Wynnie spoke in a worried tone.
“Desi is missing?” Samuel’s voice was incredibly hoarse when he croaked, “What about the others?”
Wynnie uttered in a whisper, “Gizem is also missing.”
As Samuel’s sharp gaze turned dark, he threw the covers off of himself.
That was when Tyson walked in.
“You’re awake, Mr. Macari!” he exclaimed.
“Did you find Desi’s whereabouts?” Samuel’s face was as dark as coal.
“Yes.” With a tablet in hand, Tyson reported, “Two hours ago, it was Gizem who brought the unconscious Desi onto a plane that was heading out of Jadeborough.”
“Where is the plane heading to?” Samuel asked in a grave tone.
“Zedfield, which is in Moranta,” Tyson responded.
Zedfield? Isn’t that the most dangerous city in Moranta? To my knowledge, Axeworth Corporation—the organization that Gizem belongs to—is based there.
“Get the plane ready—I’m heading there immediately,” Samuel stated as his eyes narrowed.
“Understood!” Tyson gave a nod.
Filled with worry, Wynnie looked at Samuel. “I can’t believe this. Gizem… She…”
“Mom, please don’t jump to conclusions. It might not be her.” Samuel’s hoarse voice was deep but clear.
A bit shaken up, Wynnie blurted, “But Tyson said that it was her who was seen in the surveillance footage, taking Desi away.”
Samuel glanced at Wynnie meaningfully. “That person may look a lot like her, but it is not her.”
“How can you be so sure, Samuel? What if it is her? She could be the informant your enemies planted by your side!” Wynnie was doubtful.
She could not understand how someone as decisive and sharp as Samuel could trust someone he had only met days before.
Picking up his coat as he got up, Samuel said, “Please take care of Eil, Mom. Call me if something comes up.”
“Okay.” Wynnie knew that there was nothing else she could say that would change anything.
Forget it. I’ll just save my breath for now.
Once Samuel got his coat on, he immediately headed toward the door.
After rushing to the airport, he quickly prepared to head toward Zedfield, worried that Desi would be in danger if he were to be a minute too late.
The moment Gizem opened her eyes, she noticed that her arms and legs were bound.
Looking around, she found herself in a room, and the sky outside was already dark.
How long have I been knocked out? Is Desi being held here with me? If she’s here, I need to find her and get us out of here.
Just then, the door opened.
Finn walked in.
It’s him!
However, Gizem was sure he wasn’t the dark figure who took Desi away.
“What are you doing here?” Her eyes narrowed into slits.
“Why can’t I be here?” A sinister smile hung on Finn’s face.
“Are we in Chanaea?” Gizem questioned icily.
“Yes.”
Gizem calmed herself down as she looked at him. “What are you after?”
“What do you think?” His gaze turned cold. “If you want to live, you’d better provide treatment.”
“Haha!” Gizem scoffed, “Treatment? For who? You? Or Tracy?”
Finn stayed silent.
“The one with an issue is you. I can’t treat someone who doesn’t have any illnesses.” One could feel the sarcasm just from looking into Gizem’s eyes.
Enraged, Finn snapped, “You should think about your current situation! Samuel already knows that you were the one who took his daughter. He will never let you off for that.”
Gizem’s face fell.
My guess is right then. Someone wants to frame me.
With a chilly tone, she countered, “Whatever I say to Samuel to prove my innocence is none of your business. You, on the other hand, are clearly playing with fire!”
Finn burst out laughing. “You still want to resist, huh? The sedative in your body is going to linger for a long time. How are you going to beat me now that you’ve lost your strength? Moreover, you’re tied up.”
With eyes filled with fury, Gizem chuckled. “The winner hasn’t been determined yet.”
Finn took a step forward before grabbing her by the hair. “Listen. You’d better treat her. If nothing happens within Tracy’s womb by the end of the month, you’re dead.”
He slammed her head against the wall as he finished.
“This is a lesson for you!” the infuriated Finn warned.
Gizem’s head was already hurt.
Hence, hitting her head again exacerbated her pain. It felt as though her head was really about to split open.
After she collapsed onto the bed, her mind was in total chaos.
She began seeing many images and scenes.
The things she saw were like memories that did not belong to her, but they still felt familiar—as if she had experienced them personally.
She saw Samuel.
His eyes looked cold at times and sinister at other times. He also looked gentle occasionally but then miserable every now and then.
The emotions she saw overlapped and intertwined with each other, making her unable to tell if they were real or if it was all an illusion.
She soon saw something else—a woman.
It was a young and very pretty woman who acted quite erratic.
“Vivian’s dead.”
“She hung herself.”
“No. Her death was caused by Finn.”
She also saw Charles and Caleb.
They looked like they were in pain when they talked about the woman named Vivian.
What’s going on? Why do I have such memories? Wait… Who exactly am I? Regardless, there’s no doubt that Finn is the one who caused Vivian’s death. Vivian… She was the woman Charles liked. Is this why I felt uncomfortable when I first met Finn?
Gizem was pissed. In fact, she felt like ripping Finn into a thousand pieces.
Gradually, she felt more and more discombobulated.
In the end, she passed out once again.
Gizem woke up again a few hours later.
This time, although her head hurt, she felt incredibly clear-headed.
She took a deep breath.
I’m uncertain about a lot of things, but one thing is for sure—Finn needs to die.
Click!
The door was opened again, and at the doorway was Finn.
His voice sounded even more distant as he asked, “Have you thought things through?”
Gizem sat up and leaned against the headboard.
Finn was sure that he had already subdued her.
He smiled chillingly and added, “As long as you listen to whatever I say, I will not hurt you.”
“Finn, who’s Vivian?” Gizem questioned calmly.
“How did you know about her?” He narrowed his eyes.
She is not a citizen of Jadeborough. There’s no way she would know.
“Was she the woman you used to love the most? Did you force her to her death?” Rage could be seen in the depths of Gizem’s eyes.
