Deep Love Hidden From Him

Chapter 675

Of course Wilson knew that the Jenkins family would not be surpassed. Who would be able to surpass such a person as Missha? Never would he have imagined in his wildest dream that she would do such a thing abroad.

"It seems that Saniogo doesn't know what you're doing." Wilson thought of something. Back then, no one knew why Missha had insisted on leaving.

As it turned out, she had to leave the Jenkins family so that the world abroad would be hers to rule.

When she heard Saniogo's name, there was a glint of guilt in her eyes, which faded away quickly.

"It's no business of yours."

"Well, I've fulfilled the end of my bargain. How are you planning to solve my problem?" Wilson didn't care about her personal life.

He just wanted to go back and take revenge as soon as possible.

Picking up the folder on the coffee table, Missha handed it to him. "This is your new identity. Someone will be performing plastic surgery on you tonight. It won't take long for you to reappear in the public eye."

He glanced at it and said nothing, but the new name didn't sit well with him. "Revainge Folks?"

"Oh, that sounds good. Don't you think so?" Missha grunted. Did he fear that people would know that he was back for revenge?

He did not answer. Instead, he looked at her with a serious expression.

"Well, it doesn't matter what the name is. You go with her first." She then pointed to the person behind her.

He was not nosey. He turned around and left as instructed.

The secretary walked in. "Miss Jenkins, this is a message from Lanado City."

A glance at it sent Missha frowning. She had forgotten that there was another person in the country.

"Book me a ticket. I'm going back now."

"Got it."

When Missha came back, it was already two days later. The first thing she did was to appear in Everleigh's hospital room.

"Everleigh."

"Aunt, when did you come back?" Everleigh looked at her figure in surprise.

It was the same for Helen.

She had long heard that the Jenkins family had a daughter who was beautiful and elegant. It seemed that the rumors were true.

"This is?" Missha was stunned. This old lady looked a little familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere.

"She's Theodore's grandmother," Everleigh introduced them.

Missha was taken aback. She remembered that Theodore's grandmother had died, hadn't she?

How could she be here?

"It's a long story, but why did you suddenly come back? Have you settled the matter with your company?" Everleigh didn't want to talk too much about the Godfrey family with Missha.

Besides, it had nothing to do with her.

Missha nodded. "I've worked it out. I was really worried about you, so I wanted to come back and see you as soon as possible."

Everleigh smiled faintly, her eyes filling up with emotion.

"Thank you, Aunt."

"Anytime. You are my niece, so it's only natural that I care about you."

Helen sat aside and watched Missha and Everleigh chatting. She wanted to give them some

space.

"Everleigh, I'm going back first. I'll come by when I'm free."

"Grandma, I'll ask Christopher to drive you home." Everleigh couldn't move now, or she would have sent Helen back herself.

Helen smiled. "There's no need. I'll take a cab. You should have a nice talk with your aunt."

"Madam Scott, my driver is outside. I'll let him take you home. Please don't refuse, or Everleigh won't be at ease." Missha smiled and took out her cell phone to call her driver.

Seeing this, Helen did not reject the offer again, mainly because she did not want Everleigh to worry about her.

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"You're welcome, Madam Scott. We're in- laws," Missha explained.

After Helen left, Missha and Everleigh talked a lot. Everleigh listened to her aunt's words.

"I heard Wilson has run away. Be careful." Missha's face was a little gloomy when the topic was mentioned.

Everleigh lowered her eyes. "Okay, I will."

In fact, Theodore had told her before that there was some kind of connection between Wilson and Missha. Even though there was no proof, he had known about it.

She couldn't understand her aunt. What kind of a person was she? Dote on Everleigh she might, but it also meant that her acting was impressively on point.

What she did behind the scenes was very puzzling.

"Everleigh, what are you thinking about? Your mind's so far away."

"No, I was just wondering when I'd get out of the hospital. I'm becoming wasted, lying here everyday," Everleigh replied awkwardly as she came back to her senses.

Missha smiled and said, "You should ask your attending physician."

"I have, but I still need to stay here for a while. You don't even know how much I miss my busy days," Everleigh said helplessly.

To see a patient was one thing but to lie in a hospital bed yourself was another.

She was really restless.

"Then take this opportunity to get some rest. By the way, I've brought you something from abroad. Ask Dr. Harrison about it later and see if it works." "My dear aunt, I haven't become soft in the head."

Everleigh didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Her head had taken a blunt force trauma, but it did not lose its normal function.

Missha was not happy. "Oh my, how can you be soft in the head!"

Everleigh smiled slightly and didn't say anything.

After chatting for a while, Missha went back.

After she left, Elvir came over, with the same clothes still on. His hair was sticking out everywhere, as if he hadn't slept well, and there were a few scratches on his face. "Did you go to catch the mistress?" Everleigh teased.

Elvir was helpless. "Don't mention it. That man is bloody useless; all he could do was watch the d*mned man run away. Talk about having no guts. I am positively baffled. If you can stomach this, why would you need my help?"

When she saw his angry expression, she found it very funny. Why did he always like to take on such jobs?

"Can't you change to another job?"

"This kind of work is easy money. Besides, it suits us best," he responded in a hoarse voice.

She chuckled, "It must be tiring."

"It's not too bad, but it's not as hard as yours. However, I just want to ask you, are you just going to give up on that matter?" "How can I give up? I will continue to investigate. Although the clues are broken now, I will look for traces from my aunt." She had long made up her mind, but Wilson's presence had interrupted her plans.

They had been delayed quite a bit.

Hearing this, Elvir pondered for a moment. He should go back and see if there were any clues in Qusay's relics.

Although he had searched through them, he still had to look through them again.

"I heard that something happened to you, so I came to take a look. However, you look good now, so you should be okay, right?"

"Yes, I'm all fine now."

"That's good. Now that you've married into money, your life won't be easy-peasy anymore."

Everleigh smiled helplessly. It was not the problem of having married into money.

Anyway, who could have predicted the accident?

"You'd better look at yourself. You know you're going to get beaten up and yet you still go and do this," she shot back defiantly.