Reclaiming the CEO's Heart

Chapter 7 Ask for Help

Chapter 7 Ask for Help

When Avery mentioned Jacob, her voice was calm, as if she had already accepted it.

But Nicholas knew very well that it was impossible for her to just accept it because she had truly loved

Jacob. She just hid her sadness and would only look fragile when no one was around.

Nicholas didn't ask further and changed the topic. "I know you haven't paid the money for Mr. Adams's

surgery yet. We're friends. I'll lend it to you first, and you can pay me back in the future."

He knew that it was hard for a young lady like Avery to earn money. He had tried to help her several

times before, but Avery had always refused.

Avery still shook her head this time. "Thank you, but no need, Nic."

"Avy, Mr. Adams's illness is critical. Would you rather be insulted by that scum than accept my

goodwill? I have no conditions. I just genuinely want to help you. You know that although my family is

not as wealthy as the Hill family, it's not ordinary. This amount of money is just a drop in the ocean for

me, so don't burden yourself."

Avery held the water cup with both hands and looked at him slowly. Her face was deathly pale, and it

was heart-wrenching just to look at her.

"Nic, I know you're a good person, but... I have no future."

She couldn't repay his goodwill or money.

As she saw the liquid in the IV bag running out, Avery decisively pulled out the needle without using a

cotton swab to stop the bleeding. Blood gushed out.

But she didn't care and stood up, picking up her coat. "Nic, don't worry about the money. As long as I

get the divorce papers, he will give me one million and five hundred thousand dollars. My father had

surgery yesterday, and I'm going to the hospital to see him."

Her character was stubborn, just like in the past. No one knew why she, who was once hailed as a

genius, had given up her studies to get married.

Even her mentor would express his regret whenever he had meals with Nicholas. She was such a

talent. What a pity. No one knew who had influenced her to make that decision.

Seemingly aware that Nicholas was about to offer to send her off, Avery raised her phone. "The car has

arrived."

She made it impossible for him to say more.

She wrapped herself in her coat. When her fingers touched the doorknob, Nicholas said, "Avy, have

you ever regretted giving up everything to marry him?"

Regret?

Jacob had caused the Adams family to end up like this. Avery's father had suffered a blow and a car

accident, ending up in a hospital bed. She had lost her lovely child.

She should regret it, but every time she closed her eyes, she thought about Jacob who had saved her

from the cruise ship accident that year, lifting her up in the storm. He was the same young man she had

once seen at school, dressed in white.

She forced back her tears and said, "No."

The door closed with a click. Nicholas watched her leave, feeling a mix of emotions.

At the hospital, Martin was still under observation in the ICU. She could only watch him from afar, the

questions she wanted to ask choking in her throat.

In Avery's impression, Martin was a modest gentleman. Before her parents divorced, they didn't even

have a serious argument.

Although Lily left him, he never remarried. Apart from work, he spent all his time with Avery.

Jacob mentioned Martin, which indicated that the person he truly hated was not her.

When she was with Jacob before, she had heard that he had a sister, but his sister got lost when she

was young, causing his mother to become mentally unstable and live abroad all year round.

What was the relationship between his lost sister and Martin?

Avery decided to start investigating the people around Martin. She went to the houses of the driver,

James, and the butler, Eric, before dawn.

Strangely, these people who had worked for her father for a lifetime either died in a mysterious car

accident or went abroad and couldn't be contacted.

The only person who knew the truth, her father, remained unconscious, leaving her like a headless fly,

staying up all night.

At this point, the situation clearly could not be considered a coincidence. It was obviously done

intentionally by someone.

There was no information to be found in the Adams family, and Avery was not foolish. She immediately

focused her attention on Jacob's driver, Jason Reed, and his assistant, John Reed.

She looked at her watch. It was only 7 a.m., and they should be on their way to pick up Jacob. Avery

called John.

Fortunately, after a few rings, John answered. He was as polite as always. "Mrs. Hill."

Hearing this long-lost title, Avery suppressed the bitterness in her heart and hurriedly said, "John, I

have made an appointment with Jacob for a divorce. Can you pick me up?"

John fell silent. Like Jacob, they disliked surprises.

Avery quickly added, "Don't misunderstand. I have no ulterior motives. I'm just afraid that something

unexpected will happen today and delay the divorce. My father's medical expenses in the hospital have

not been settled yet, and I..."

In terms of relationships, she got along well with both Jason and John and had never treated them

harshly. So when she showed a bit of vulnerability, John agreed. "Mrs. Hill, where are you? I will come

right away."

Avery provided an address closest to them. This was the route to Willowbrook, where Layla lived.

Although Avery was unwilling to admit it, Jacob had been caught by the media multiple times spending

the night there. During the months they were separated, he must have been there.

"Sorry, Mrs. Hill. We are about to reach Eldoria Road. It may take you twenty more minutes to wait."

"Okay." Avery was slightly surprised. Eldoria Road?

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Avery quickly dismissed this thought. Whether they lived together or not had nothing to do with her.

Jason arrived quickly, and John opened the car door respectfully as usual. "I'm sorry to keep you

waiting, Mrs. Hill."

Avery nodded and got into the car, answering, "I didn't wait long."

Compared to John's calmness, Jason was livelier. "Why didn't you sleep a little longer on such a cold

day? The rooster hasn't even crowed yet."

John glared at him, and Jason quickly stopped talking. Avery looked sad after she got into the car. After

a while, she slowly spoke up, "Previously, I thought he suddenly changed his heart because of Layla.

Now, I don't think it's just because of a woman. You work for him, so you should know about his sister."

"Creak!"

The car suddenly braked. Jason took his hand off the steering wheel and quickly waved it. "Mrs. Hill,

please don't talk nonsense."

John calmly replied, "Mrs. Hill, you know we have never dared to ask about Mr. Hill's affairs. Even if we

know something, we wouldn't dare to tell you, not to mention that we don't know. Please understand."

Avery covered her face with both hands, tears falling through her fingers. "I know it's difficult for you,

but I am desperate. Jacob won't say anything, and my father just had surgery and hasn't woken up yet.

Now the Adams family has fallen to this state, and I have no clues. Even if I die, I just want to die with

clarity, rather than being tortured day and night by him."

"Mrs. Hill, Miss Hill's matter is Mr. Hill's taboo. We don't know much about it, either."

Seemingly aware that Avery wanted to continue pleading, John wrote down an address on a piece of

paper. "Mrs. Hill, for the sake of our acquaintance, this is all I can do for you."