Chapter 506 So What
"Ahh!"
Maggie was petrified.
She thought her head would be blown off.
Her teeth were chattering, her throat still burning from being gripped by Hassan earlier.
She didn't dare meet the man's eyes.
"Last time I warned you, it seems you haven't learned your lesson."
Hassan called Shawn, "Shawn, stop investing in the Hines."
Maggie was stunned, "I was trying to help you, Hassan!"
The next moment, the dark barrel of the gun was aimed at Maggie's forehead.
She dared not make a sound and trembled all over.
"The defensive gun is my son's invention. It is not worth dirtying it for you."
Hassan's eyes were as cold as electricity, and his words were icy and cutting.
"Who do you think you are? My wife's affairs have nothing to do with you."
Hassan's words were ruthless, leaving Maggie in tears.
"Leave. Otherwise, I might kill you."
Hearing this, Maggie scrambled away in a hurry.
Despite witnessing this scene, Jonah showed no fear.
His eyes gleamed as he looked at Hassan.
How formidable!
Mollie's heart pounded in her chest.
Her gaze could not leave the pile of ashes that used to be documents.
Maggie must have found the medical report she had hidden in her luggage.
Those papers were not fabricated.
But Hassan didn't even bother to ask, he simply destroyed them.
Does this man trust her so much...?
In a moment, a sour bitterness spread through her heart.
It turned out that the one who lacked trust in this relationship was herself.
Hassan slowly turned his gaze to meet her eyes.
"Are you Okay?"
Mollie was trying to speak but unable to find the words.
"Forget that lunatic."
He walked to her side, comforting her gently.
Jonah chimed in, "She was just deliberately sowing discord. What a liar."
Mollie forced a smile on her face.
Hassan gently caressed her cheek.
"You've had a tiring day, it's best to rest early."
"I..."
"If you have something to say, we can talk about it later."
With that, the man led her and the kids upstairs.
That night, she tossed and turned, unable to fall into a deep sleep.
Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the confrontation between Hassan and Maggie playing out in her mind.
Before dawn, while Hassan was still asleep, Mollie quietly got up.
She made her way alone to the small house left by Liam.
Unlocking the door with her palm print, she looked around.
Everything was just as she remembered, indicating how much Liam cared about the years they had grown up together.
She gently touched every item in the room.
Suddenly, a light lit up on the desk—it was a screen!
Liam's voice sounded, "I didn't expect you to come see me two days in a row, I'm really happy. It means you haven't completely forgotten me, right?"
Mollie was surprised, looking around.
"Liam?"
"It's me, and yet not me. As long as you come to my little house two days in a row, you can activate the voice system I left behind."
Liam's voice chuckled, "I was afraid you wouldn't come..."
Liam's familiar smiling face appeared on the screen.
He was moving, smiling, speaking.
But Mollie knew very well that it was just a trace left behind by Liam's scientific methods.
But looking at that incredibly familiar face, she felt as if she had returned to the orphanage.
"Liam, what should I do? After revealing the truth, I'm afraid I'll have to leave him, but I can't bear to."
Liam's smiling face remained unchanged.
Mollie mumbled to his image for a while, then chuckled self-deprecatingly.
"Where are you now? Have you forgotten your warnings and threats to me? Liam, you're just as cowardly as I am."
The image on the screen vanished, and a hidden compartment popped open, revealing a map and a letter inside.
The letter, in Liam's handwriting, contained only one sentence.
[Mollie, I'm glad you haven't forgotten me. Come here to find me. If you want to completely erase Batiber from this world, you must come. P.S.: Bring Hassan, I have something to tell him.]
Mollie returned to the room with the letter and map.
As soon as she entered, she was embraced by Hassan.
Hassan was frightened, "I woke up and didn't see you, do you know how worried I was?!"
He could smell the icy dew on her.
"It's so cold outside in the morning, why aren't you wearing more?"
Hassan was flustered.
"I found this..."
Mollie tried to conceal her unease from yesterday's events, handing the letter and map to him.
Hassan glanced at them, "You decide."
"Then let's go together."
"Good."
"And about yesterday..."
Hassan interrupted her, "Don't pay attention to that lunatic."
"But if..."
She bit her lip, forcing herself to meet Hassan's gaze.
"What if it is true?"
He smirked, poking her nose, "So what?"
Mollie tightened her throat.
Not waiting for her to muster the courage, Hassan embraced her.
"You are too cold, let me warm you up."