"Aren't you going to come and help me shower?" Zayn said assertively, "Serving your
husband is the best repayment there is."
"Coming…" Carla walked to him with a smile on her face. "I'll give you a special service
tonight."
……
Things were quickly resolved after Zayn got involved.
The next night, Brandy came and reported to her, "Miss Wigston, they've been rescued. They
want to meet with you, saying that they want to thank you in person. What would you like to
do?"
After thinking about it for a moment, she nodded and said, "Sure."
"Alright. I'll arrange the meeting immediately."
Brandy drove her to the Whytes' residence which was also the Wigston family's residence in the
old days.
Since Carla was coming, both Alia and Simeon purposely dressed up but it wasn't
enough to cover up their pale and fatigued faces.
It had only been a few days yet they seemed to have aged ten years. Even Whyte hair had
grown on their heads.
Although they were wrapped tightly in their clothes, Carla could still see the injuries on
their neck, arm, and forehead.
They must've gone through a lot in the past few days.
She sighed silently to herself as she looked at them, not knowing what to say to console
them.
Alia and Simeon stood up and gave Carla a deep bow. "Thank you!"
"Don't be like this…"
Carla was at a loss. She wanted to reach out to stop them but she didn't want to step
forward as they were still distant in terms of their relationship.
"Um, where is Lola?" she asked quietly.
"She's still sleeping. She's gone through a lot over the past few days and had almost…"
Alia wiped away the tears on her face before adding, "If it wasn't for Mr. Giblo's men,
I'm afraid we might've been dead by now."
Carla heaved a long sigh, unsure of how to respond.
"I didn't expect you to save us." Alia's eyes were red and full of guilt. "Don't you hate me
after what I've done to you in the past?"
"Of course I do, " the former replied bluntly. "I hated you so much."
"I'm sorry…" The latter then hung her head apologetically.
"Honestly, if it wasn't for Simon, I couldn't have made up my mind to do this, " Carla
said softly. "He's only three and a half years old and is the same age as my children. He
secretly gave me a call and I really couldn't bring myself to reject him."
"Simon?" The couple was overwhelmed upon hearing the name.
Alia quickly asked, "How did he know about this? He's just a child! What's going on with
the Staytons? How can they let him know?"
"The Staytons didn't tell him. It was Gutra and Mary who did. They even told him that he
should come to ask me for help. That's why he hid in the toilet and called me."
Carla roughly told them what had happened.
"Those assholes!" Alia's body was shaking from anger. "They're obviously scared that
they'd suffer from losses if anything happened to us. That's why they urge the boy to beg
you for help. Simon is just a three-year-old boy. He must've felt so scared and helpless
when he found out about this.
"I don't even know if those bastards told him anything bad about his father. If they did, he
would definitely be traumatized. I'm afraid that he wouldn't be able to stand it with the
Staytons. And his evil stepmother! Oh, God…"
At the thought of these, she became panicked and worried.
"Those bastards!" Simeon gritted through his teeth.
At that moment, Carla seemed to have another level of understanding of Alia. Even
though the woman had personality issues, she was still very kind to her family.
She could give up everything for her daughter and when she found out that Simon had
begged Carla for help, she was worried for him instead of being happy that she was
saved.
"Let's not talk about this." The woman recollected her thoughts and said guiltily, "The Whytes
have owed you so much, Carla. I don't even know how I should repay you. After giving it
some thought, I decided to return this villa to you. Just treat it as a token of appreciation
from us."
At that, she gave the property ownership certificate and any documents related to Carla.
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