Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 478

Chapter 478 Strangers in the Village

“Alright, thank you very much.”

Hoyt wanted to say something but stopped himself. He wanted to say, “Don’t mention it”,

but he did not manage to utter the words and ran home instead.

He muttered as soon as he arrived at his house’s entrance, “ Mother, where is our

bicycle?”

“What’s going on?”

Madame Leigh walked out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron. “Where are

you going with the bicycle when it’s almost night?”

Hoyt said, “Don’t mind that. I have something to do at the market. Where’s the bicycle?”

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“It’s in the house. It’s going to rain heavily tonight, so I keep it indoors to prevent it from

rusting.”

Hoyt nodded and went for the bicycle.

Madame Leigh said before he left, “Come home soon! Get your father at the village

entrance too, while you’re there so he can come home for dinner earlier!”

“Okay!”

He rode the bicycle to the market in a rush. He crossed the village entrance and found

his father standing at the front with two luxurious cars parked next to him.

He got down from the bicycle to approach his father, just when the person in the car got

out as well.

He met the man’s cold gaze. The sight of the man left behind a profound impression that

could not be ignored in Hoyt, even though the man was wearing a coat over his hospital

gown. His entire body exuded an elegant yet oppressive presence.

It appeared as if the man was severely ill, and his face was ghastly pale.

He approached the village head while the man was still talking to the person in the car

and asked, “Father, why are there strangers in the village?”

“They’re looking for someone.”

“Looking for someone? Who are they looking for?

The village head said while he smoked a pipe, “A woman a little over 20 years old? They

claimed that the woman has wounds on her face and looks emaciated.”

Hoyt’s mind was alerted, and he hastily asked, “Why so? Who is that woman to them?”

“I’m not too sure about that.” The village head said, “They told me about that and sought

my help to look for the woman. They claimed that they would pay 72,000 dollars for her

safe return.”

“72,000 dollars!?”

Hoyt widened his eyes in surprise. The monetary offer was a large amount in a place like

theirs.

“Just a woman is worthy of that handsome reward?”

“Perhaps she is their friend. All in all, you can stroll along the beach when you’re free in

the next two days. They claimed that it’s possible for her to be floating on the sea, and

they would like her person if she is alive, her corpse if she is dead.”

“Ah…”

Other than him and Mrs. Cox, no one else knew about Deirdre.

Firstly, it was due to Mrs. Cox’s remote residence. Secondly, there were few people in

the village. The young people were all working in the cities while the elderly people

stayed in the village. Very few people would venture to the beach.

Hoyt felt his heart racing, and he took an extra glance at the man in a coat.

He had a cigarette between his fingers, his dark eyes were empty, and his lips were

purplish. He was looking around at all times, and when his eyes met Hoyt’s, the latter felt

the domineering presence of the man and could not help trembling.

‘What is the relationship between this influential man and the gentle Miss McKinnon?’

Hoyt’s mind was a mess with thoughts. He refused to ride the bicycle and was oblivious

to Madame Leigh’s conversation with him when he returned pushing the bicycle. He lay

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When the village head returned home, Madame Leigh was still muttering, “Something’s

wrong with him. He rushed over to the market at dusk, and when he returned, he

became so distracted and indifferent.”

“Don’t mind him. You should take a stroll on the beach in the next two days. We have a

guest today claiming to…”

Deirdre was still cooking in the kitchen when Mrs. Cox arrived home late.

She heard the commotion and stuck out her head. “Why are you home so late today?”

Mrs. Cox was in a great mood. She came to the kitchen, took over Deirdre’s task, and

said smilingly, “I foraged many precious things from the mountain today. I should be able

to sell them off at a good price, so I will have the money to fund my son’s wedding in the

future.”

Deirdre was happy for her too.