Daddy, Mommy had been in Prison

Chapter 489 Vincent’s Plot

Georgia’s lips were quivering from desperation, and there was panic and fear in her gaze.

Her whole body felt cold from fear.

“Your mansion had an explosion. It was chaos, and I don’t know what happened for real. I just heard

that someone seemed to rush towards your mansion while the explosion went off, then grabbed the

children and threatened Robert to go with them. Back then, to keep the children from harm, Robert

went and followed these people of his own will. Wilson and Ivan are searching for him right now.”

Casey said that, and Georgia crumbled, sobbing.

She hugged her own mother, weeping until her gut wrenched.

She didn’t know how long she cried on for. What she’d been so afraid of finally came true.

Georgia lost her reason.

The horrific contents of her dream flashed before her eyes.

“What about the children? Where are they?”

Georgia asked frantically.

“Didn’t your place have an incident? When I got to know it, the old man did too. You’re in hospital right

now, and this is a hospital under the Powells too. The kids were lightly injured, and you’ve been

unconscious for three days. The kids aren’t safe in hospital, and it’s safer over at the Powell house, so

after discussing it with Wilson, we let the kids stay there for the moment, since we don’t know who was

behind it, and the Powell family are assisting.”

She’d been out for three days?

That was to say that Ivan and Wilson hadn’t found where Robert was for three days.

“I want to see the kids. I want to see Wesley and Annie. Let me go, Mom, I can’t rest easy without

seeing them.”

Georgia looked obstinately at her mother. She just wanted to stay by the children’s side, and get in

contact with Wilson and Ivan and know what was going on.

Clearly her mother didn’t know everything.

And she was inexplicably uneasy leaving the kids at the Powell household.

Casey sighed. Georgia had suffered an external injuring, so she took her away from hospital and got in

a car bound for the Powell household.

Along the way, Georgia gave Wilson a call.

She’d called Ivan, but he hadn’t picked up, so she called Wilson instead.

“I just woke up, Wilson. I know the gist of what’s happened. What about Robert? Any news? Who was

behind it?”

“It’s good that you woke, Miss Lane. I’m with Ivan right now, and he’s talking with some black market

folks. They’ve got broader news here and it takes some time and money. Now that there’s some clues,

we still have to follow them. The people behind the scenes didn’t make a clean job of it.”

“How much do you know, then?”

Georgia suppressed her panic and asked calmly.

“We found the device. It was a bomb placed inside a box. The box was the one that Vincent asked you

to give the present in.”

At that, Georgia’s face changed.

“You mean that was the plan from that early on? But the bomb inside the box should have come up. I

didn’t open it to check, but we went through basic security measures. How could the explosion have

gone off?”

Georgia asked dubiously.

“The box must have been fine. But afterwards, when you stayed in the mansion, a servant must have

switched the item inside the box to a bomb. After the explosion, the entire mansion was in chaos and

all security features were destroyed or disabled, which was how the enemy slipped in through the gap

and got the children. Robert didn’t have a choice. To protect the kids, he followed those people. We’re

investigating who they are even now.”

“Have you found any trace of Vincent Poole? The box might have been switched, but he let me take it

because it was a gift to his friend. I didn’t take it apart afterwards. Was he part of this by accident, or

was this his plot from the beginning?”

“Vincent Poole has gone missing.”

Hearing Wilson say that, Georgia went pale.

They’d made a play like this. She recalled the anonymous call telling them not to go out.

That had been a particular psychological implication, that there was danger outside and to stay inside

the mansion for a while. Then those people started moving, and actually installed a bomb.

Thankfully, they’d kept the box in another room. If she’d put it in her own bedroom or the children’s, the

results were unthinkable.

Georgia felt a lump form. Thinking that Robert’s whereabouts were unknown now and about what

Kayden had reminded her of, Georgia’s eyes reddened.

“I told you before to investigate the Albertson Group and the Wimbledon family, Wilson. I always

suspected they had something to do with Kayden, and I also suspected they were stealing Robert’s

experimental data. Robert’s disappearance might have something to do with them. Investigate these

people. You’d better capture Adolf or ask him over to chat with me. He might know what’s up. Arrange it

right now. I’m going to see the kids first.”

Wilson complied over the phone.

“Ivan’s with me and wants to say something to you.”

Georgia said yes, and soon, Ivan’s voice came over the line.

“Don’t panic for now, Georgia. Robert might be missing at the moment, but they clearly wanted to bring

him away safe without any incidents. Robert should be safe right now. So long as we find who’s behind

it, we should be able to rescue Robert.”

Georgia whimpered.

“You should have guessed it, Ivan. If they wanted to bring Robert away safely, that meant that they’re

targeting Robert’s current body condition data. I’m afraid they’ll keep experimenting on him and

torturing him. His body might be in a state of balance right now, but if those sick bastards do some

other experiment, I’m afraid he won’t be able to take it. No one’s ever 100% lucky. We can’t gamble on

that chance.”

Ivan’s expression grew heavy too.

“I’ve got it, Georgia. Wilson and I are busy looking for Robert and you were unconscious for several

days, so it’s not safe for the kids to stay with us. The Powells say they want to protect the children, and

Wilson and I agreed. The Powells have power right now, and with them at the back, Wilson and I think

that regular people wouldn’t dare move on the children.” Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Got it. I’m going to see the kids. They must be terrified. As for where they’ll stay from now on, I’m still

thinking about it. I can’t relax leaving the child at the Powell house, Ivan. Can you find a safe place to

stash the kids? Otherwise, I can’t follow you and look for Robert with you. I feel like they’re going to do

all sorts of things. I can’t rest easy without finding Robert.”

“I’ve made arrangements already, and I’m just waiting for your approval. I know a guy with strict

security. If you want to leave the child at a safe place, he’s already made preparations. If you take the

child away, I can bring them there.”

“Thank you, Ivan. I’ll leave it to you. I’m on the way to the Powell house and I’ll take the kids with me.”

Both sides hung up, and Casey asked about what Georgia had just discussed.

After that, she raised a question.

“You mean to say that that Vincent Poole set you and Robert up?”