Chapter 8 Let them give me a statement
Phoebe Barnes’ face turned white and she said in a panic, “Mom, why didn’t you stop him?”NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.
With that, she quickly lifted the covers and got out of bed, changed her clothes in a hurry, grabbed her phone and ran outside.
Phoebe’s mother turned her face and saw that she had already rushed to the door, froze and shouted, “Ah, Phoebe, what are you doing? Come back quickly!”
“Mom, I’ll be back soon!” Dropping a sentence, the person disappeared without a trace.
Outside the hospital, Phoebe Barnes casually hailed a cab, “Master, please hurry to the new Crestview Park as fast as you can.”
“Okay, you sit tight.”
Sitting in the car, she felt her body was sweating with cold, and there was only one thought left in her mind, shehad to get to Ross’s house before her dad did.
Definitely!
New Crestview Park, the Ross family’s ancestral home, where most of the Ross family still lives except for the Ross family’s grandfather, and where she and Kemp Ross moved out after they got married. Since Dad said he was going to get a statement, naturally he wouldn’t be going to the new residence.
I don’t know how long it took, the imposing ancient mansion in front of us was getting closer and closer, Phoebe Barnes mood was getting lower and lower, her eyes quickly scanned around, half a sound finally saw a familiar figure, she excitedly slapped the car door, “Master, stop stop!”
She got out of the car and paid for it, and she took three or two steps after it, holding back the throbbing pain in her belly.
“Dad!”
Phoebe’s father was about to walk into Ross’s house when he suddenly heard a sound from behind him. You are not in the hospital bed?”
“Dad, don’t ask, come back with me first, quick!” Phoebe Barnes took him by the arm and was about to walk back.
Phoebe’s father was stunned for a moment, and then his face fell, saying, “No, I must ask them today to give me an account of how they treated my daughter.”
Phoebe Barnes was on the verge of tears, her red eyes pleading, “Dad, what are you doing? I’ve told you that no one in the Ross family knows about my pregnancy, and the miscarriage was my own fault, so it’s none of their business.
“No, I have to see the Ross family today, how can I let my baby girl be wronged?” Phoebe’s father, still furious, pushed her away and headed for the Ross family’s front door.
“Dad, I’m begging you, come home with me.”
The two were arguing and neither noticed the two cars coming slowly around the corner intersection, in front of which was a stretched black Rolls Royce.
“Old man, it seems to be … young lady in front.”
The driver’s puzzled cry instantly pulled the attention of everyone in the car back.
The first man in the back row with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes and looked out through the front windshield, his sword brows wrinkled imperceptibly, and no emotion could be seen on his face.
“Phoebe?” the old man in the car frowned slightly and said, “Stop the car.”
Two sirens sounded, instantly interrupting Phoebe Barnes and Phoebe’s father’s argument.
Phoebe Barnes glanced back and saw the car, her little hands clenched for a moment, busy secretly tugging at Phoebe’s father’s sleeve and lowering her voice, “Dad, promise me you won’t say anything.”
The bodyguards in the car behind took the lead in getting out and opening the doors in an orderly manner.
The Ross family was the first to get out of the car, and Phoebe Barnes’ heart subconsciously clenched when she saw the second man who appeared.
Why was Kemp Ross there? Shouldn’t he be at the office at this time?
Phoebe Barnes looked at the complete Ross family in a flash , her fingers almost clasped into her palm, especially not daring to look in the direction of Kemp Ross.
“So it’s Mr. Barnes, I was just guessing who Phoebe’s sidekick was.” The white haired old Mr. Ross came forward hale and hearty, with a broad smile, “What brings you here, is there something wrong?”
Phoebe Barnes tugged secretly at Phoebe’s father’s shirt again, her eyes pleading.