Chapter 403

Xavier Has Kidnapped Monica

Matthew’s words woke Skyler up from his drowsiness. “What? Pregnant?”

“Hmm,” Matthew hummed in response. The other party kept quiet for a moment before bursting into
laughter. “Matt, are you kidding me?”

He laughed non-stop at Matthew as though it was the funniest joke of the universe. Matthew’s
countenance darkened as his lips were pursed into a thin line. “Do you have a death wish?”

The sinister threat sent chills down Skyler’s spine and he covered his face in an attempt to hold in his
laughter. “I mean, Matt, you’ve gone overboard. I’m just happy for you. You’ve finally wished to have a
son to play with and I’m going to be another father figure!”

“Shut up!” Matthew snorted. “Just answer me.” “Oh, about that.” Skyler cleared his throat before saying,
“Let me think.”

Silence dawned upon the other side of the line and Matthew could scarcely hear a laughter afterward.
Little did he know that Skyler was guffawing while covering his face with the blanket.

It took him a while to calm down. “That’s not a problem. I’ll prescribe some supplements that are good
for pregnancy. As long as you do your best, you can get yourself a football team. It won’t be a big deal.”

“I’ll ask Thomas to retrieve it in the morning.”

“Sure. Looks like you can’t wait any longer, huh? Good, good.” Skyler started the teasing before letting
out a hearty laughter again.

Matthew’s face dimmed and he terminated the call.



On the other hand, Veronica returned to her place by car and unpacked her stuff when Sean suddenly
rang her.

“Have you returned to the country, Veronica?” he asked in concern. “I heard you’re feeling under the
weather. Are you feeling better now?”

The corner of her lips slightly twitched as she wondered what Matthew told him. “Yeah, I’m all better
now, but I didn’t attend the showcase that day—”

“It’s alright. Didn’t you get someone else to help Mimi at that time? That’s fine.”

“Oh, okay. Glad to hear that.”

Veronica assumed that Matthew had only taken a leave for her. She did not expect him to be so
meticulous in taking care of the situation by sending a temporary assistant to Mia for assistance. No
wonder Mia did not blame her.

She was still vexed by the fact that Mia had ripped her off for over ten thousands of dollars. Although
the clever Mia had raked in more than that by reselling the signed pictures, Veronica decided to just
shrug it off.

Veronica went to Twilight Condominium in the morning where Yvonne was playing games in her bed.
Noticing Veronica’s visit, she spared her a glance. “You’re already back from your business trip? That’s
quick.”

“It’s because I’m worried about you,” retorted Veronica intentionally.

“Oh, really? It is my honor.” Yvonne continued playing the mobile game while speaking, “Give me a
moment. I’m about to finish this round.”



Suddenly, she sat up and turned on the microphone. “What the hell? What are you guys doing? Attack
the base, dude! Hurry! Hurry! Phew… That was close.”

Yvonne heaved a long sigh and put her phone aside to look at Veronica. “What’s with the sour mood?
Look at me. I’m still doing fine although I was made a fool of. You seemed to have it worse than I do.”

In spite of that, she actually felt terrible for the past few days because she was worried about the baby
in her belly. What could she do about it, though?

“Where’s Conrad?”

“I’m not sure what happened, but he was caught and released by Zac. I reckon they’ve made some
kind of a deal.”

Having said that, she flopped back onto the bed and stared at the ceiling. In a haggard voice, she
exclaimed, “Men are like this. They say they like you, but they change their attitude at the very next
second. Zac hasn’t contacted me these days. I received a text from Conrad, though. He sent me two
words.”

“What is it?”

“‘You cruel woman!’”

“That’s three,” Veronica corrected only to receive silent glares from Yvonne.

“Get up. I’ll take you somewhere nice for lunch.”

“The morning sickness is unbearable. I can’t eat anything.” Yvonne’s voice trailed off into a whimper.
“My parents don’t know about my pregnancy yet. I don’t know what to tell them.”



It pained Veronica to see Yvonne in that state, but there was nothing she could help with as she patted
her shoulders. “It’s alright. Just take your time to think about the baby.”

Despite the urgency, she dared not put the pressure on Yvonne. They played mobile games for the
entire day and Yvonne was happy to have Veronica carry the game. Matthew neither returned to the
condominium nor gave Veronica a call that day.

Since she was on leave, she was not in a hurry and was phubbing in her bed the next morning.
Suddenly, her phone rang and it was Shirley calling.

“Hi, Shir. What—”

“Roni, where are you? Monica is missing,” sobbed Shirley.

A foreboding was cast upon Veronica the moment she received the call. Never once did anything good
happen whenever it was a call from Shirley as though it was a curse.

“She’s missing? She’s a grown-up. How could she possibly have gone missing? Are you overthinking
things?”

“No! Monica’s phone is still in the patient room and the kid is in the ICU, but I haven’t seen her all day.”

“Okay, okay. I’ll be on my way there.”

Veronica got out of the bed and did not wake up Yvonne, who was still fast asleep. After a quick
shower, she drove to the children’s hospital hastily only to see Shirley crying frantically with reddened
eyes.

“Calm down. Everything’s gonna be fine. I’ll check on the surveillance footage.” Veronica comforted
Shirley before heading to the monitor room. At that moment, her phone rang upon receiving a



message.

Her footsteps did not stop as she checked the text. However, it was a clip and the person in it was none
other than the missing Monica; she finally stopped in her tracks and color drained from her face.

Glancing at the unknown number, she thought, Is Monica kidnapped by her vengeful mother-in-law?
No, that’s impossible. If so, why would she send me a message?

Dubious, she dialed that number and the call got through after a few seconds.

“Hello, who are you?” she dived straight into the question. However, she received zero responses.

“Speak to me. How am I supposed to know your conditions if you don’t talk to me?” Not only did the
person kidnap Monica, he knew Veronica’s number and sent her a clip. It was obvious that the criminal
was fully prepared.

Suddenly, she heard a man sniggering on the other side of the line. Why is his voice so familiar?

Her brows slightly furrowed as she contemplated for a second before asking, “Xavier?”


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