Forbidden Encounters: Passion Unveiled

Chapter 4 Result

Her words stunned Ken for a moment. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Rachel stepped forward and left the area coldly.

Ken wanted to go after her, but his assistant stopped him. “Mr. Huang, don’t forget the old sir’s instructions.”

Ken looked at Rachel from the back and made a dissing remark. “How wonderful would it be if that ugly freak was even half as beautiful as those sisters? I would have put up with her antics from back then and decided not to call off the engagement!”

—

At Hotel Finest, a hotel under the Wright Corporation.

In the presidential suite, Rachel looked at her cell phone after Nisha went to bed and fell asleep. There were already seven or eight missed calls from the Parkers.

When she returned the calls, she heard her father’s angry cursing. “Rachel, what are you doing?! Why aren’t you picking up? Weren’t you making a huge fuss about breaking off the engagement? Get your a*s back here right away, and stop wasting your younger sister and Ken’s time when they’ve got something good going for them!”

It was impossible for Rachel’s father to let go of the Huangs after climbing the social ladder and establishing a connection to such a prestigious family. This was also why he had insisted not to break off the engagement.

Now, the Huangs had finally relented and agreed to let her half-sister marry into the family instead. There was no loss in this for Rachel’s father. It was only then that the two families finally reached an agreement.

Rachel said lightly, “I’ll come back now.”

She entrusted Nisha to Mrs. Yuan, the nanny that had returned to the States with her, and went out.

When she was waiting for the elevator, she suddenly heard some soft footsteps. She turned to see a child dressed in Huang silk pajamas, her short hair tousled as she stood in the elevator hall with sleepy eyes.

Her daughter had short hair, and her exquisite, adorable facial features made it hard to distinguish whether she was a boy or a girl.

When they were living abroad, Nisha would give Rachel a hug every time she went out.

Therefore, she didn’t think much about it. She habitually squatted down, and hugged and kissed the child on the forehead. Although her voice was low, it was gentle.

“I’ll bring you some mousse cake tonight, baby. Go back to your room now.”

Her daughter’s usually quick-witted eyes became dazed for a moment—she was probably so sleepy that she had turned silly. Then, under her gaze, she nodded, turned around, and walked back.

This floor was the top luxury presidential suite, and there were only two suites in total.

Apart from the one they were occupying, it was said that the Wrights had left the other for themselves, so it was not open to outsiders. There likely wasn’t anyone staying there at the moment.

Ding! The elevator arrived.

Rachel went in right away. Thus, she didn’t see the door to the other presidential suite opening.

A tall, capable, and steady figure walked out. The man’s back was to the elevator entrance. His voice was low and deep, and he had an aura around him that was hard to ignore.

He ordered the child, “Go back to your room, John.”

Five-year-old John Wright starred in the direction of the elevator.

The soft hug and the kiss on the forehead from that lady just now had made even him, the sole grandson of the Wrights, blush uncontrollably.

John’s face tensed tightly. He had been brought up strictly ever since he was a baby. Even the nutritional value of his meals had to be calculated.

However, a strong desire suddenly emerged in the boy who had always exercised self-control: “I want to eat mousse cake.”

“…”

Ethan Wright glanced at him and carried him into the room with one hand.

Exuding an icy aura that kept people away from him, he walked over to the computer and continued the video conference.

The person opposite him gave him their report. “Mr. Wright, we’ve confirmed that Ian has indeed returned to the States. On top of that, we’ve just bought a photograph of her at a high price. I’ll send it to you right away.”

Ethan’s thin lips parted slightly, and he coldly spat out two words: “Find her!”

—

It was brightly lit at the Parkers’ villa.

Outside the door, Rachel listened to the digital lock’s “Input error” voice prompt, her lips curling up into a mocking smile.

The password had been changed, yet she, the Parkers’ daughter, didn’t even know.

She lowered her eyes emotionlessly, raised her cell phone, and tapped it casually a few times. Then, she placed it on the digital lock. A few seconds later, the door opened with a click.

The lively atmosphere in the living room rushed toward her, and the crowds going about made her realize that it was her younger sister, Serina Parker’s, birthday today.

Seeing that no one had noticed her, Rachel found a sofa in the corner and sat down, intending to nap for a while.

However, a low cry came from the deck where no one was looking.

A few youngsters had surrounded a girl and were assaulting her.

Serina, who was wearing a blue dress, held a red wine glass and sneered as she looked at the girl that had been pushed onto the ground.

It was her cousin, Lana Black. She had always been on good terms with that damned fatty, Rachel.

Smack!

Someone gave Lana a tight slap. “Did you just say that the fatty’s facial features actually look pretty good? There must be something wrong with your eyes. I’ll treat them for you…”