Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 1150: Linsey's heart softened at their understanding. With one swift motion, she closed the door behind her, still trying to reconnect with Jeffery. Only jumbled shouting and crashing sounds came through the line. Jeffery's phone must have fallen, making it impossible to piece together what was happening. Still, Linsey was certain that Joanne had been the one speaking to Jeffery just before the chaos erupted. That could only mean Joanne was attempting something reckless at Alicia's prenatal checkup. Bolting to the elevator, Linsey didn't hesitate to call the police. "Hello?

Yes, it's urgent. Grester Hospital, Obstetrics and Gynecology... Please send help right away. The woman in danger is pregnant..." She ended the call just as the elevator doors slid open. Short, ragged breaths escaped her as she rushed outside, still waiting for word from Collin. In the dim parking garage, she slid into the driver's seat, every muscle tense with worry. The engine roared to life, and as Linsey pulled out of the parking lot, she dialed Dolores, quickly explaining that Joanne was at the hospital and urging her to have Dustin hurry over to help.

When Dolores learned that Joanne had gone after Jeffery and Alicia, a wave of regret nearly brought her to tears. "If only we had let Collin take Joanne away last night, none of this would be happening now," Dolores said, her voice heavy with remorse. Clenching her jaw, she added, "I'm heading to the hospital right now. I have to make sure Alicia is safe." Dustin, behind the wheel, spoke in a low, serious tone. "Stay cautious. Joanne's erratic and dangerous.

There's no predicting her next move." After a brief pause, he continued, "Linsey, you were right about the shoe prints on the windowsill-they weren't Joanne's. They belonged to the hotel cleaning lady." Fresh content live on gαℓησvls․cøm Thanks to Linsey's insight, Dustin had finally pieced together the truth. That morning, Joanne had requested cleaning services. When the cleaning lady arrived, Dustin's team hadn't thought to intervene.

Once inside, Joanne had handed over all her jewelry to the cleaning lady, convincing her to climb down from the windowsill using a rope made from knotted sheets and blankets. At first, the cleaning lady had hesitated, but Joanne fabricated a story about being held captive and needing to escape to get help. Swayed by sympathy and tempted by the lavish reward, the cleaning lady had agreed. They swapped outfits, and Joanne, disguised in the cleaning lady's uniform, had slipped out the front door right under the noses of Dustin's men. Hearing the full account, Dolores exploded with frustration.

"Dustin, are your men all blind? How could they not notice it wasn't a cleaning lady but Joanne?" Dustin owned up to the mistake, his voice steady but regretful. "It was my error. I take full responsibility. But I swear, I won't let any harm come to Alicia or Jeffery. I'm already on my way to the hospital." Linsey pulled her car into a parking spot, grabbed her phone, and slammed the door shut. . . .