Baby's Opinion
It was already dark when the family members persuaded Kylie to speak with Zara and forced her and Andrew into the room. Zara and her brothers were having a conversation when the couple walked into the room.
"Cough....cough..." "Lia, we need to talk to you about something. Can you hear? We can discuss it later if you're tired." Kylie spoke quickly and made an attempt to leave. However, Andrew did not release her from his strong grasp.
Kylie gave Andrew a warning look as she stared at him, but Andrew pretended not to see her and continued to hold her. Kylie gritted her teeth and opened her mouth to argue when she heard, "Mom, Dad, I know what you want to talk with me."
Kylie and Andrew exchanged glances before turning to face Zara, who continued to smile at them. "Mom, brothers told me everything. Regarding this, I have no opinions. You two can make a decision on my behalf."
Kylie stepped forward after hearing her daughter's knowing words, saying, "Are you sure, dear? We would also want to hear what you think about this. If you don't want to go, we can make another plan."
"Mom, it's not like I'm going there for the first time," Zara remarked with a smile. You do realize that I visited there during the holidays, right? I can also pick up a lot of knowledge from grandpas and grandmas."
Kylie was glad to hear her daughter's reassuring words, but she was also saddened by the thought that her daughter would not be staying home for long.
Andrew, who had not spoken until now, went up and said, "I'm sorry, Lai. I was unable to shield you. But don't worry, I won't allow anything to happen to you from now on."
"It's okay, Dad. It's not your fault. I'm sure that you won't allow anything to come my way so easily." Looking at her father, Zara spoke gently.
Daisy entered, followed by others who had been hearing from outside. Daisy joyfully said, "Didn't I mention that our Lia is such a bright child? "I told you all not to underestimate her.
"Cough....cough..." "Excuse me. I told that about my niece." Beck corrected her. Everyone chuckled at the two of them in silence. Daisy gave Beck a little shove and lifted her gaze in warning. Without further ado, Beck became silent and said nothing.
Everyone began making preparations after a while of conversing, as Zara was scheduled to go for Laurania the next evening.
Alex and John gathered several reliable employees who had received special training from the beginning to get the plane ready as per Uncle Charles's instructions.
Daisy couldn't go home and prepare clothes that might alert the enemy, so she phoned several of her stores abroad to pack and ship garments straight to Laurania in accordance with Zara's measurements.
Across the globe, in Laurania, stands a magnificent three-story mansion built in the ancient European style, extending over two acres and adorned with beautiful brickwork and towering arched windows.
There is a large, well-kept garden and plenty of open space inside the complex. An elderly man in his sixties who appeared rather youthful was relaxing on a recliner in the mansion's living room, with his eyes closed.
He was dressed in a white shirt and chino black slacks with a cream crewneck sweater over the shirt. He had a pure and noble atmosphere, which indicated that he was not a simple person. He is Michael Jones.
An elderly woman walked towards the living room wearing a white wool jacket, a light-colored blouse, and a knee-length rose-colored skirt. She is Emma Bennet, Grandfather Michael's wife.
Michael opened his eyes, sensing that someone was coming. He spotted his wife, tip-topped, and was about to go out. "Are you going somewhere, Honey?"
"Of course. Can't you take calls if you have a phone?" Emma asked her spouse as she spoke. "Why? Who gave me a call?" Michael remarked, reaching out for his phone. "It appears to be in the silent mode. That's why I was unable to hear it.
"As you didn't pick up the phone, Anne and Jenny called me." Emma sat down on the couch and said. "What did they say? Is there an urgent matter?" Hearing that the call was from Elbonia, Michael sat upright.
Elbonia is the nation where the Adam family resides. "Now you know the seriousness, ah?" Emma glanced at Michael and lifted her eyes. Michael couldn't care less, declaring, "It's my fault. Tell me what happened."
"They appear to be in a hurry to send Zara over. It appears that she is not safe there." Emma gave Michael a thorough explanation of the situation that happened.
"It appears that the person behind this is restless. How dare he attempt to touch Zara?! I assumed it wasn't a huge problem, but it doesn't appear that way." Michael attempted to keep his posture straight but let out a growl of rage.
"Only Zara's matter could make you lose your temper," Emma remarked with a smile. "Even if the business you diligently ran closes, won't you remain so cool and collected?"
"How do you make the comparison between Zara and the company? Even if the firm fails, we can start over. If something were to happen to Zara, what would we do?" Michael lost all control over his rage. He became agitated just thinking about someone trying to assassinate Zara, even if it meant sacrificing a lot of lives.
"This will not do. I need to speak with Arthur and make sure everything is secure in this place. Zara's life cannot be risked." Michael remarked, rising from his chair.
"Then I'm going shopping with Avery for Zara. Brother Charles appears to be accompanying his staff to assist Zara with her flight. The room ought to be prepared before then." While she waited for Avery to descend, Emma said.
"All right, watch out and buy her a bunch of stuff." As Michael called Arthur to the study room on the landline, he advised, "Don't think about money."
"Do we appear to be petty people, Brother Michael? It goes without saying that we will purchase Zara the best items." Avery smiled as she spoke, coming from the inner hallway. "Furthermore, we don't need you to remind us about money. Spending is something we are proficient at." Emma continued, glancing at her spouse.
James White's wife is Avery Wood. Although she is in her late fifties, she gave off the impression that she was in her mid-forties. The house members kept their figures and skin complexions in good condition, making it impossible to determine their ages.
"All right, all right. The two of you know what to do. What about the other two, then? Do they not intend to accompany you two?" Michael inquired, glancing at the two.
"They are preparing the room in accordance with Zara's personality. Zara had previously told us that she would use the guest room even after we spoke with her. It's different now, though. She is not a guest at this place." Daisy smiled as she spoke.
"She's like a member of our family. And this time, she can't turn us down. For this reason, they intend to renovate one of the larger rooms." As she held Emma's hand, Avery continued.
"That's great to hear. That was something I also considered. Tell the staff about Zara when you both get back. When she is here, she cannot be looked down upon." Michael spoke calmly.
"That is not a concern for you. We have already spoken with the servants and given them the instructions. You attend to other matters. Please leave household matters to us, women. Stay out of this." Emma stated, her expression strong.
"All well, then. Continue shopping and make sure you both have bodyguards. It will be helpful." After saying so, Michael made a call to Arthur. "Ok." Emma took Avery's hand and walked out the doorway.