The CEO's little ones - Chapter 356
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Chapter 356:
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Joseph’s face slowly changed.
The field was wide open, so Ted’s last two words still echoed, but those bodyguards looked professional and didn’t even change their expressions.
After hearing Ted’s words, Rebekah looked heartbroken and yelled at Ted with the last of her remaining strength, “You asshole. How dare you tell these kinds of lies.”
But Ted merely scoffed and glared at Joseph, “Your mother was supposed to marry me thirty years ago, but she lied to me by telling me she was the Beckham’s daughter. I was only adopted and, frankly, I was your dead father’s child bride. I wasted a whole year in wooing her…then your mother got pregnant, that Henry came and beat me up. But, still, he married your mother and I left. He really did a wonderful job raising my son.”
Ted was really proud at this point.
“Have you said enough?”
Joseph had regained his calm look and looked like he didn’t believe Ted’s words at all.
“You were supposed to give me these ingots, thank you my you’re alive.” Ted glared at him, he looked smug, “You couldn’t inherit the Beckham fortune if I hadn’t given up on you.”
Joseph scoffed, “Then this 400 bars seems very little in comparison. It would be only fair for you to keep half of my fortune.”
“It would be great if you really thought that…”. Ted even had the audacity to respond.
Standing next to Rebekah, Hayden held her cold hands as he thought about why this scum was still living in this world.
Joseph’s back stood firm as a mountain, his words echoing clearly across the open field, “I’m afraid you wouldn’t have a life to enjoy.”
LΑτєѕτ chαρτєrs ιn g𝓪l𝑛ovєl𝑆.𝗰𝑜𝗺
Then, two black figures suddenly appeared behind the Porsche and began to fight with those three thugs. One of them hit Ted directly in the face.
Suddenly Ted pulled the trigger, but Andrea dodged it and twisted his wrist.
Ted shrieked in pain, but then he was stomped to the ground by Andrea and couldn’t even move.
Holding an unconscious Benjamin in her arms, Andrea was furious and kicked Ted’s face. “How dare you mess with my man, I’ll kill you right now.”
“Okay, Andrea.” One of the burly men standing next to Joseph approached and said seriously, “Lock him up quick and let’s go back to the police station. You know you’re forbidden to abuse him, don’t you? You want me to punish you?”
Andrea frowned and reluctantly withdrew her feet.
Waving her hand, two of the special soldiers disguised as bodyguards approached, handcuffed Ted, and then escorted him to the sedan.
What happened was actually Joseph’s trick.
Hayden only found out about this after she was saved.
Joseph didn’t plan to let Ted leave, because once they boarded the ship at the port, he would smuggle himself somewhere else. Then they would have no right to arrest him.
Joseph then thought of this trick. He gave Ted the ingots which would force these thugs to leave because of their greedy nature and then they would have to get rid of either Hayden or Benjamin. Ted thought Benjamin was more valuable, so he ditched that ‘waitress’.
Then Joseph asked the special soldiers to disguise themselves as his bodyguards. Ted had been hiding in the dark for years and clearly knew that the police wouldn’t kill the kidnappers unless the situation was really urgent, so he was naturally afraid that Joseph didn’t care about Benjamin’s life and would just kill him.
But Joseph’s identity surprisingly distracted him and gave Andrea the opportunity to attack him.
Benjamin was taken to the ambulance by the staff and Andrea followed them.
Everyone involved in this kidnapping had to do a search at the police station. Joseph turned away after a while, he just looked at Hayden and Rebekah ten feet away.
Rebekah looked at him complicatedly and wanted to say something. But she ended up muttering, “Joseph, don’t believe him. He’s nothing but a lunatic.”
“Right.” Joseph looked indifferent and leaned closer, “Why should I believe him?”
But Rebekah’s face looked more pained. Of course she knew what her son was thinking.
Walking past her, Joseph said coldly, “Hayden, let’s go.”
It seemed that nothing had happened and that he had never helped her.
But Hayden suddenly shouted, “Rebekah, are you all right?”
Joseph stopped and saw that Rebekah was passed out in Hayden’s arms. His face immediately changed and he ran to them.
Three days later, there were a lot of people in the inpatient area of S City Hospital.
Hayden was at Rebekah’s bedside and peeling apples for her. “Rebekah, the doctor said you had been having violent mood swings and hadn’t been sleeping well for a long time. So your blood pressure is not stable, but you may be discharged after a few days of observation.”
Rebekah was unconscious for two days. The doctor said it wasn’t serious, she was just too tired.
She hadn’t eaten anything in two days and he had to keep her hydrated through an IV.
“I’m fine, I can leave the hospital now.” Rebekah still looked a little weak and some of her hair had turned gray overnight. She looked at Hayden with gratitude, but with much more distress.
Hayden was so perfect and could measure up to her son. It was a shame she couldn’t do anything for them.
“No.” Hayden handed her an apple, “I called Joseph and he said he’ll come see you when he’s not busy.”
At his words, Rebekah’s face immediately changed and she wanted to get out of bed.
“What are you doing, Rebekah?”. Hayden immediately stopped her while still holding a fruit knife, “Be careful.”
Rebekah looked rushed. “Hayden, let me go, he won’t want to see me. I don’t have the face to meet him.”
“Rebekah, you need to calm down. Sit down for a moment.”
“No.”
As they struggled, the door to the room suddenly opened and a tall figure appeared in the doorway. His voice was cold as always, but this time it sounded a bit matter-of-fact, “What are you doing?”
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