His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1252 Investigate Leila

Sheryl looked tensed as she started to fidget in her seat. She needed to take some responsibility for

this accident no matter what caused Leila to become unconscious all of a sudden.

Leila had come over to Dream Garden and due to some unknown reason, she went into a coma. Once

this news got exposed to the public, it would have a very bad influence on the Lu family and everybody

would point a finger at Sheryl. She shuddered at the very thought of it. Almost everyone in this city

knew about the rift between Sheryl and Leila. They could never be friends. Everything that had taken

place between the two of them was widely known by everyone in the city.

Now Leila had an accident in Dream Garden with Sheryl being around. Undoubtedly, it was a big scoop

of news for the media and they wouldn't let Sheryl go easily this time.

'Leila, I just hope your accident has nothing to do with my family. In that case, even if people put the

blame on us, we would be able to explain to them, ' Sheryl prayed.

At this hour of despair, the only person she could think of was Charles.

Charles had gone abroad for some urgent meeting related to his business. Sheryl felt extremely

helpless without him by her side.

'Should I tell Charles about this?' A very ardent urge to call him up gripped her mind.

But she stopped herself. And after she mulled it over, she decided not to let him know about it at the

moment. 'He has gone abroad for some emergency situation in his business. Telling him will only

distract him, ' she thought.

'Once Leila's life is out of danger, I'll talk to her and figure out the reason behind her getting sick. If it is

because of the tea, I'll not flinch from taking full responsibility.

However, if her accident has nothing to with us, I'll convince her to explain the truth to the public, '

Sheryl thought in her mind.

Weighing all the pros and cons of the situation in her mind, Sheryl lifted her head; her eyes fell on the

reporters who had gathered in front of the emergency room. She was struck with a splitting pain pulling

her head apart. 'But the thing is, if these people continue to stay here, things will only get complicated

even when Leila wakes up, ' she thought.

In San Francisco

In a hundred-story imposing skyscraper, dozens of people had gathered for a business meeting on the

top floor. The conference continued for more than two hours but they hadn't put forward a solution to

the problem as yet.

Charles chaired the meeting. He furrowed his brows, and a trace of sternness flashed through his

deep-set eyes.

'It's pointless to continue the meeting. It's only a waste of time, ' Charles thought. For him, time was the

most precious thing which he couldn't afford to waste.

It had been a week since he had been miles away from home. He had no idea what was going at his

house. He didn't worry much about his company, but his concerns were his wife, children, and his

troubled mother.

"Mr. Lu, considering our current situation, I think we should take a strict measure. Only if we perfect

rules and regulations for penalties and rewards will our employees work harder..."

As one leader from the right voiced his opinion, Charles' phone vibrated.

He slightly rolled his eyes downward and caught a glimpse of his cell phone. When he saw the caller ID

on the screen, his eyes widened in surprise.

It was a call from his house.

Without a second thought, Charles rose from his seat and grabbed his phone. Nodding at the people

seated around the table, he said curtly, "I have to take this." Without waiting for their reaction, he took

long strides and went out of the conference room.

All the people in the room shared confused glances with each other. They could not understand what

kind of an emergency might have cropped up to make their boss who hated to see others taking calls

run outside the conference room for a call.

Even if they racked their brains, they would never expect that it was a personal call that could make

their boss leave the meeting and run out of the room.

When he walked to the end of the hallway, Charles picked up the phone. With a long face, he asked,

"What's up, Mom?"

He had a strong intuition that Melissa wasn't calling for some good news.

Ever since he had stepped out of the house, he had been worried that Melissa might get Sheryl in

trouble and they might get into a fight. He had a weird love-hate feeling towards his mother.

Sometimes, he found her pitiful, and sometimes, he found her annoying.

As he held the phone close to his ear, Melissa's terrified voice reached him. "Charles, we are in grave

trouble at home."

His heart jolted. It turned out that his speculation was true. However, since he had assumed this, he

wasn't much taken aback by the news. He closed his eyes once and heaved a sigh. Then he regained

his composure and asked, "What happened?"

"Leila, Leila, she..." Melissa paused for a moment and started to sob. A couple of seconds later, she

started to speak again, "Sheryl poisoned her. And now I don't even know if she is out of danger yet..."

"What are you saying?" Charles interrupted her abruptly in a raised voice. When he heard Melissa's

update about the uncalled for even that had taken place in their house, Charles' heart almost leaped

out of his mouth. "How did it happen?"

On the other end of the line, Melissa's face gradually broke into a cold smile. Charles was reacting

exactly in the same manner as she had envisioned. And she replied in a pre-decided manner

maintaining her panic-stricken voice just as before, "Leila had some tea Sheryl made for her, and then

she fainted. She is still in the operation theater at the hospital. I can't think of anyone else except

Sheryl. She hated Leila. She must have done this to get back at Leila."

"Mom, there must be some misunderstanding. Where is Sheryl? Is she at home?" Charles responded

as he recovered from the shock.

"She tried to cover up her crime and pretended to be a nice person by sending Leila to the hospital. But

she can't fool me," Melissa snorted in a defiant tone.

Charles knitted his brows. He felt like all of this was some kind of crazy plot which he thought would

only appear in soap operas.

"Mom, listen to me. Please don't do anything or tell anyone about this. I'll be back and take care of all Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

this," Charles urged before ending the call.

Melissa looked at the dark screen on her phone and a sinister smile cracked her lips.

'Sheryl, your life is over. I don't think you can get out of this, ' she sneered.

With his eyes glued on his cell phone, Charles put on a grave expression. He kept considering about

Melissa's remarks. 'I must find out the truth as soon as possible, ' he resolved.

Charles quickened his fingers on the dial once again and put the phone back to his ear. As soon as the

phone was answered, he instructed curtly, "Barrett, book the earliest flight back for me right now."

"Are you coming back, Mr. Lu? Have you solved the problems over there?" Barrett threw some random

questions at his boss. He was slightly shocked by the news. 'That's incredible. I didn't expect that Mr.

Lu to be so amazing that he took care of such a difficult situation in such a short time, ' he thought with

admiration.

"Not yet. But I have something urgent to deal with, so I need to go back. I'll leave the matters here to

other people," he replied. "Oh, one more thing. Investigate thoroughly about a person," he ordered.

"Who?" Barrett asked.

"Leila Zhang," Charles answered.

"Oh, you want me to investigate Leila, Miss Zhang?" Barrett blurted out in a surprised tone. Leila used

to be Charles' secretary and an ex-colleague, so Barrett knew her.

"Yes. I need to know about her background and recent daily activities," Charles confirmed.

"Yes, Mr. Lu," Barrett agreed promptly.

Charles went back to the meeting room and entrusted the business matters to the man who was

immediately next to him in the hierarchy and whom he trusted most. Although he wanted to handle the

business matter all by himself, he couldn't focus on them after coming to know about the debacle that

took place at his own house. He could not wait any longer to go home and be with his wife who was in

distress.

A few hours later, a plane bound for Y City took off.

In the afternoon, Charles walked out of the exit of the airport. Even with a gaunt face, he looked

energetic.

Barrett didn't come to pick Charles up for he had something important to deal with at the office. Instead,

he arranged the driver working for Shining Company to pick up his boss. "Where do you want to go, Mr.

Lu?" the chauffeur inquired respectfully, as Charles got in the car.

"Municipal First Hospital," Charles replied in a flat tone.

Without asking any further question, the chauffeur started the engine and headed straight to that

hospital.