Realizing What Happened
With Giblo Group under control, Carla could now relax.
As Giblo Group was influential and had gained a foothold in the corporate world, as long as there was no internal chaos, they could face the outside world together. No one could cause them any harm.
However, there might be some unpredictable changes.
They might be stable now, but no one knew what would happen in the future.
Just as she had told the board members earlier, there should be plenty of rivals planning to make things difficult for Giblo Group.
She dared not let her guard down.
No matter how busy Carla was at work, she'd head to the hospital and police station once a day.
Every day, she'd urge the police to find out where Zayn was, but they insisted that he had perished in the fire.
There was nothing else to do but to wait for Benard and Venus to regain consciousness before they could get more clues.
Benard was injured badly and wouldn't be regaining consciousness for the time being. Hence, Venus was their only hope, but she remained comatose.
No matter how anxious Carla was, she had to regain her composure back at home to comfort Josh and Randy. They had been wallowing in sorrow after the incident.
This was especially so for Randy, who locked himself in his own room and refused to see anyone.
Carla had wanted to give him some time to calm down, but he had been staying in his room for four days. Worried, she decided to knock on his door after coming home that night.
"Randy, it's Mommy!"
Silence greeted her.
Concerned, Carla continued saying, "Randy, I'm coming in."
Having said that, she pushed the door open and headed in.
To her surprise, the room was well lit. Randy was seated before his desk with a pair of noise-canceling headphones covering his ears. He was typing on his keyboard furiously as though he were a workaholic.
There were no signs of despair, sorrow, or even negativity, for he was busy thinking of a solution.
Carla felt her heart ache at the sight.
"Mommy!" Sensing her presence, Randy looked up and removed his headphones hastily. "Why are you here? Did you receive news about Daddy? How are Mr. Benard and Venus doing?"
Carla hugged him tight and replied in a choking voice, "Daddy will return for sure. Venus and Mr. Benard will also recover soon."
"Mm, I know." Randy gave a firm nod as determination shone in his eyes. "I'm still finding out where Aunt Francey is. Though there are no updates for now, I'm sure I'll get to it. As long as I can locate Aunt Francey, Daddy will be saved when he gets back."
"Randy"—Carla inhaled sharply before cupping his cheeks gently— "Mommy will take care of it. This is not your responsibility."
"But I want to contribute, " Randy insisted, his eyes bloodshot. "I'll only wallow in despair if I don't do anything…"
Carla was at a loss for words. She felt her heart aching for him.
"Mommy, don't worry about me. I'm fine." Randy wiped her tears away softly. "I know you're busy and tired, but you must take good care of yourself. Don't get sick."
"Mm." Carla nodded.
"Josh and I want to hold a wake for Little Dori. We've been in a daze for the past few days before coming to the realization that Little Dori died to save Venus. We're very upset…" Randy trailed off and burst into tears.
His brave front had disappeared.
Just then, Josh walked in and flung his arms around Carla. He wailed, "Little Dori's gone, Mommy. It's gone for real!"
It took them a few days to realize Little Dori had left them for real.
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