Dean met Holly inside the club.As he studied the woman's face, he realized that she did not look anything like what he had imagined.Dean had dated countless women in his life, and he prided himself on his expertise in women, so he was not a stranger to plastic surgery. There were even times when he would accompany the women he dated to their appointments for plastic surgery.A person's natural face determined the limits of plastic surgery. No matter how far they took it, the procedure was only meant to make modifications to the foundation of one's face.Dean knew what Holly had looked like before. He had found her photos from the time Natalie had paid her to trap Elliot and Avery.Last night, he had spent a decent amount of time staring at Holly's photo.Sebastian had informed him that Holly had undergone plastic surgery, so he was not wholly unprepared, but Holly's new face was beyond anything he could have conceived. He stared at the woman before him and could not reconcile
"Holly, I have never been a stingy man. Help me find Ivy, and I can pay you ten or even a hundred times more. Once I have Ivy in my grasp, I can proceed with my new project. Do you know anything about my latest project? Once it succeeds, I will be richer than Elliot and Avery combined!""Good! I love working with straightforward people like you! Your daughter Natalie was the same.""Don't bring her up! She's a traitor!""Okay, I won't. So long as you pay me, I guarantee you will find Ivy," Holly said before unlocking her phone album to show him a photo of a little girl. "Look. This is Ivy."Dean adjusted his glasses to better focus on the screen.The girl in the photo was beautiful in a way that would win the hearts of many at first sight. He tried to take a closer look to see if the girl looked more like Elliot or Avery, but Holly drew her phone back toward her."This is Elliot and Avery's daughter, Ivy. She was sold off to a wealthy family which had had three sons and was despe
Holly burst out laughing as though she had heard the funniest thing. "Hahaha! Mr. Jennings, everyone here in Bridgedale knows how fulfilling your love life is! My guess is that maybe one of your ex-girlfriends or ex-wives looks like me.""Yeah! That's what I mean to say." Dean started chuckling as well. "Why did you come to Bridgedale, Holly? Do you know someone here?""I don't know anyone here." She set her cup down and continued coldly, "Don't try to look into my background, Dean. I'm not interested in you."Dean kept silent. Though the woman before him was by no means ugly, she was not his type either. He preferred younger women, and it was obvious that Holly wasn't young anymore. "I just admire you for your ability and am confused about your actions." He glanced at her casually. "You said that you have Ivy, so why not just hand her over to Elliot? If you return Ivy to him, not only will he not retaliate, he will pay you handsomely.""Mr. Jennings, are you Elliot Foster? How can
"Dean Jennings has shown up!" The man with the binoculars had a clear view of Dean's face."Is the person with him Holly Blanche?" the other man asked."I can't see... I don't think so! Look!" The first man handed the binoculars to his teammate. "That's odd. I thought Dean and Holly were supposed to come out together."His teammate took the binoculars and saw Dean getting into his car with a woman. He managed to catch sight of her face. "Huh? That's not Holly Blanche. Is she still inside the club?""Yeah, I didn't think so! They are driving off now. Should we follow them?""Aren't we looking for Holly Blanche? Let's go inside the club first! We can locate Dean Jennings easily.""Okay!"The two set the binoculars down and exited the car to head toward the club.The back door to the club was left open, so they entered through there.Half an hour later, they exited the club. One of them called their employer to report the situation."Sir, we didn't find Holly. We followed Dean
Dean's bodyguards glanced inside the house.It had a simplistic interior with just a few pieces of furniture which made the house appear extremely empty. Listening carefully, they heard the faint sounds of a little girl crying. "Is that Ivy crying?" Dean asked. "Why is she crying?""If I captured you and locked you inside a room, you would cry, too," Holly said calmly.Dean's expression darkened. "Why did you lock her up? Can't you just raise her like you would a normal child?""That's funny. When have you become so charitable, Mr. Jennings? Both Elliot and Avery have been searching for her, and this little girl... Well, she is not easy to manage, and she keeps trying to escape. She would have run off if I didn't lock her up."Dean fell silent when he heard Holly's explanation."You guys can go upstairs! She's in a room on the second floor," Holly said as she walked toward the kitchen. "I'm thirsty so I'm going to pour myself a glass of water! You guys want anything to drink?"
Before Dean could respond, the little girl said again, "Grandpa, look at them..."She pointed at Dean's bodyguard and said, "They look like puppets!"Dean turned around to find his bodyguard being held at gunpoint, and another gun was pointed directly at him. Terrified, Dean instinctively raised his arms. "What... What are you doing... I paid... I paid Holly Blanche 1.5 million... Is that not enough? How much do you want? Just... name your price... I will pay you right away!" he stuttered.He did not want to die. He was going to make a lot more money and become the richest man in the world. He would surpass Avery, Elliot, and all of his friends.Everyone who spoke his name would refer to him as a legend."Dean Jennings, did you ever stop and think that I'm not after money?" said a woman who was standing at the door. 'Holly' stood outside the door wearing a cold smile.Dean sobered at the sight of her face.It was no wonder she looked familiar, he had seen that face before an
"You didn't know? Dean Jennings, that's karma for you! Hahaha!" The woman burst into laughter. "It's so unfair that you get to live this long!""So it's Natalie... It's her..." he hissed. A bitter smile split his face. He would not be in such misery if he had died at the hands of anyone else."That traitor!" he thought. He had yet to find her and kill her, and in the end, he ended up in her trap....At nine in the morning, Sebastian arrived at the Jennings' mansion.Sebastian had told his father the night before that he had wanted to accompany him when he went to meet Holly, but Dean had rejected his son's suggestion, as he thought that Sebastian would only get in his way.Sebastian had no choice but to give up.Wanting to know how the negotiations went, he waited for his father to return. Though he knew that Dean would not bring Ivy to his own mansion once he found her, seeing a photo of Ivy would be good enough. Sebastian did not know if Ivy looked more like Elliot or Avery
It was snowing that day and the temperature had dropped.Sebastian stood on the porch, put on his jacket, and stepped out onto the snow. "Mr. Jennings, where are you going?""I'm going outside to have a look around. I'll be back soon," Sebastian said as he walked out.His bodyguard followed him closely. "Mr. Jennings, wouldn't it be easier for you to just call your father? What's the point of waiting here?" he asked in confusion while standing in the raging wind."I tried. He didn't pick up." Sebastian had tried calling his father right before he headed out, and though the call itself went through, Dean did not answer.According to what the servant said, his father headed out early so he must have already met with Holly."I'm worried that something might have happened to him," Sebastian said."He must have his bodyguards with him..." the bodyguard said. "Should I call my brother and ask?"The bodyguard's brother worked as Dean's bodyguard."Go on!" Sebastian remained standin