Chapter 593: Don&##x27;t Want to Be Stuck Here

The Proctor family.

Because of the two days of rain, the yellow leaves covered the entire garden.

The ground was wet and muddy.

No one cleaned up.

The whole Proctor family seemed to be dead.

Not even a maid was seen.

Jameson Proctor got out of the car, looked around, and lifted his leg to move forward.

In the backyard, Jefferey Proctor was sitting in his wheelchair, looking at the distant sky, not knowing
what he was thinking.

After hearing footsteps, he turned his head slightly, "Jameson, you're here."

Jameson Proctor stood beside him, "Where are all the servants?"

Jefferey Proctor said, "Dad is lying in bed and can't move, so I'm the only one left here anyway, so I
dismissed them all."

Jameson Proctor didn't say anything.

Jefferey Proctor said, "By the way, it was so chaotic a while ago that I kept forgetting to ask, are you
feeling better?"

"Fine."

"Sharon and ...that child, are they both ok?"



"Yeah, they're fine."

Jefferey Proctor looked ahead again, "Then I'm relieved."

After a moment, Jameson Proctor only said again, "They said that you were looking for me."

Jefferey Proctor nodded gently and said in a slow voice, "You know Dad's situation.I heard that there
are some experts in this area in Canada, so..."

"You want to take him there?"

"It's always better to try than to stay like this and do nothing."

"I can send someone to bring the doctor over."

Jefferey Proctor was silent before saying, "Jameson, I want to go out for a walk.I don't want to be stuck
in this place for the rest of my life."

In fact, Jameson Proctor understood what he meant.

Taking the old man to Canada to see a doctor was just an excuse.

It was Jefferey Proctor who really wanted to leave.

Jefferey Proctor continued, "It's been more than twenty years since the accident, and since then, I've
spent most of my time here, walking only as far as the hospital.When I look up, I always see the same
piece of sky."

Jameson Proctor said, "Are you telling me this because you think I won't let you leave?"

Jefferey Proctor lost his smile, "Maybe.I know there are people outside watching me, and I can't leave
without your permission."



"They are not spying on you, nor are they restricting you from going anywhere"

"Jameson, those things that happened in the past, although the fault is not ours, as a son, I also have
my responsibility."

Jameson Proctor said, "When are you going to leave?"

"In a couple of days."

"I will not go to see you off.Have a safe trip."

Jefferey Proctor looked over at him with a smile, "I'm sure it won't be long before we see each other
again."

After exiting the Proctor family, Jacob Green asked, "Mr.Proctor, what did the young master say?"

Jameson Proctor looked out the window and spoke faintly, "He intends to leave here."

"Leave? Is it because of ...the chairman's wife?"

Jameson Proctor did not speak.

As Evie Rowland herself said, once she died, Jefferey Proctor was only her son, not Jameson Proctor
big brother.

Jefferey Proctor made this request, perhaps simply wanting to get out of here and see the outside, or
perhaps wanting to take the opportunity to distance himself from him, or even thinking that Jameson
Proctor might do something to him.

Either way, he was destined to leave.

Jameson Proctor said, "Pull back everyone outside the Proctor family."



Jacob Green responded, "Yes."

Jameson Proctor leaned back in the back seat and closed his eyes, "Any news from River City?"

"Not yet.The people we sent over there said that Harry Hood's whereabouts are very secretive.Hardly
any useful information can be found."

"What about William Hood's side?"

"Same thing."

Jacob Green paused before saying again, "Mr.Proctor, the River City side has always been the Hood
family's territory, and the situation is too complicated, so I guess it's not that easy to investigate."

"Let me know if you have any information."

On the other side, Sharon Allyson was drawing designs in her office when Ivan Gregory hurried in.

His face was tense, "Ms.Allyson, something's wrong."

Sharon Allyson looked up, "What is it?"

Half an hour ago, Chell Peterson went to the police station.

The reporters somehow got the news and were waiting at the station.

As soon as they saw Chell Peterson, they conducted a variety of interviews.

Chell Peterson first looked around with a difficult look, and finally said as if it were a slip of the tongue.

"The Beale Group asked me to come over ...I don't know.I had dinner with Mr.Bee, but I went home
afterwards ...Stop asking me.I don't know exactly what's going on..."



Ivan Gregory could never have dreamed that Chell Peterson would change her mind in front of the
police station and all the reporters and pointed her finger at the Beale Group.

Less than two minutes after the interview, an article was posted online, pointing out that everything that
happened to Kale Bee recently was actually done behind the scenes by Sharon Allyson, in order to
remove Kale Bee from the company so that she could take full control of the Beale Group herself.

All sorts of conspiracy theories followed.

In an instant, Kale Bee went from being a perpetrator to a victim.

One can hardly equate her to the person who cried about calling the police.

Ivan Gregory said, "Ms.Allyson, what do we do now? Do we respond?"

Now the Internet had exploded.

Due to public pressure, if there was no other evidence, Kale Bee would be released this evening.

Sharon Allyson said, "There's no rush.You're coming with me to a place."

Forty minutes later, Sharon Allyson stood in front of Farout Advertising, looked at the locked glass door
and asked, "Is this the place?"

Ivan Gregory nodded, "The address on the contract is here, but it looks like they guessed we'd be here
and ran off early."

Sharon Allyson said, "They didn't guess we were coming.This whole thing is a plot against the Beale
Group."

Whether it was Chell Peterson being sexually assaulted by Kale Bee or that manager's words in Chell
Peterson's rental house, it was all an act.



If her guess was right, this group of people, most likely, were the ones who told the Proctor family about
the whereabouts of the little guy and Auntie Charlotte Clarke, and helped Jayden Bower get rid of
Jameson Proctor's men who were following him.

And she had suspected before that Kale Bee had gotten something out of Jayden Bower for bailing him
out.

Kale Bee and these men colluded.

Everything was planned.

Those people's target was Jameson Proctor and her from the beginning.


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