Chapter 109: Chapter 109: So Much Blood in the Water
The weather in Kenton was absolutely terrible, and all the flight crew braced themselves for the worst as they passed through the storm front, their hearts in their throats.
It wasn’t until they successfully landed at the airport that everyone’s hearts finally returned to their rightful places.
Rhys Hawthorne hurriedly left the cockpit, and the flight crew watched him depart.
This young, wealthy, and handsome man was impressive enough by identity alone, but he himself was surprisingly formidable and calm!
The stewardess looked at him with admiration, wondering what the future wife of such a strong man would be like.
Just as he stepped off the plane, a black Maybach had been waiting patiently for some time.
Assistant Woods spoke up, "Third Master, should we head directly to the production team now?"
Rhys, pressing his hand against his forehead with a hint of fatigue, responded briefly with an "Mm."
Originally, he was one of the guests, and if it weren’t for matters with the Hawthorne Family, he would have participated in the recording; now returning was only right.
The closer he got to the Fordham Family, the more unsettled Rhys felt.
The rain was pouring harder, with lightning and thunder booming across the sky, causing Rhys, who was resting his eyes in the backseat, to open them abruptly and look outside.
The slanting rain struck the glass, leaving trails, and outside, purple lightning filled the sky, illuminating the expanse above Kenton.
The wheels spun rapidly across the road, splashing countless droplets.
Rhys’s heartbeat quickened; having been calm and collected since childhood, even piloting planes through clouds with composure, yet now he felt increasingly tense as he approached the Fordham Family.
He took out his phone and dialed Victoria Monroe’s number, wanting to ensure she was okay.
The moment the phone rang, Victoria Monroe happened to be coming downstairs holding a golf club.
Brrrrring—
No one answered the call.
Rhys gripped the phone tightly and urged the driver, "Drive faster."
In a few minutes, he arrived quickly.
Victoria, don’t let anything happen to you.
The black Maybach sped like a ghost through the streets, racing to its destination.
From Portoros to Kenton, Rhys rushed all the way, and when he arrived, he only heard Faye York’s panicked shout, "Blood, there’s blood in the water!"
Even without seeing anyone yet, Rhys instinctively knew that something had happened to Victoria Monroe.
He didn’t use an umbrella, sprinting through the rain.
But he was still a step too late.
He saw Julian Fordham holding Rachel Hayes, while Lana Jameson was already frightened, realizing Victoria Monroe had been pushed into the water by her, knowing if she was injured, Julian Fordham wouldn’t spare her.
At that moment, no one considered Victoria Monroe’s pregnancy; they assumed the blood she lost was due to earlier injuries from the glass door shattering.
Julian Fordham had already sensed something wrong, "Victoria!"
He was about to drop Rachel Hayes, but she clung tightly to his neck, unwilling to let go, "I’m so dizzy, my stomach hurts, I..."
Rhys ignored everyone around him; his eyes were solely focused on Victoria Monroe.
A clap of thunder and flash of lightning illuminated the pale face of the woman in the water.
Rhys shed his coat and shoved it into Assistant Woods’s arms, urgently running towards the pool, instructing, "Seal off the area, make sure no pictures get out!"
Assistant Woods hurriedly followed with an umbrella, "Understood."
As Rhys passed by the still-filming photographer, he grabbed the camera and smashed it on the ground before the photographer could react.
"Ah! My camera!"
Before the photographer could even start to panic, Assistant Woods coldly stated, "We’ll compensate you double for any losses."
Julian Fordham finally managed to drop Rachel Hayes, while Rhys had already leaped into the water to pull Victoria Monroe into his embrace.