Sara finally spoke up, expressing her desire to return to October Villa. This surprised and saddened Natalie and Bruno.
“I've been waiting for so long and I'm getting impatient. I feel like I'll die if I keep waiting for him. I have so many memories with him at October Villa. I want to keep those memories close to me to help me keep going."
Natalie sadly agreed, wanting to respect Sara's right to live her life as she saw fit. In return, Natalie asked Sara to promise to keep visiting them on weekends.
Bruno Dixon spoke up in his deep voice, "You know since Ricky was kidnapped, managing the group has been tough. He worked on several projects before he disappeared, but the company is losing money due to his IT investment."
Natalie then placed a file on Sara's lap, leaving her puzzled.
"What's this?" Sara asked.
"It's a gift. Ricky wanted to give it to you on your graduation day."
Sara looked at the file, feeling a sense of daze and wonder.
She wondered what kind of investment he had made in the IT cell and how it was related to her.
As Sara Owen stepped back into October Villa, her eyes reddened, and a wave of sorrow washed over her. The once familiar surroundings—the pristine white carpet, the plush couch, the grand king-sized bed, and the dazzling chandelier—now seemed blurred, but each corner held memories that pierced her heart.
The weight of her emotions became unbearable, and she sank to the ground, unable to withstand the pain any longer. Her tear-filled eyes fixated on a large photograph of her beloved husband, the very person she had been anxiously waiting for.
"How long must I hold out for you? Will you come if I pass away?" She cried.
The moon, which usually brought her comfort was hidden behind thick clouds. Its absence had cast a melancholic mood upon her.
Sara Owen wiped away her tears and shifted her attention to a document placed on the tea table in front of her.
Gift!
The document was not related to any investment. It was actually an offer letter, offering Sara Owen a job in Yohan's business as the Chief of the IT department. This was a significant decision made by Yohan, as he had immense trust in Sara's abilities and believed she was the perfect fit for the position. He had intended to give her this gift on the day of her graduation to celebrate her accomplishments.
Filled with determination, Sara made up her mind to honor Yohan's trust in her. The very next day, she joined the Dixon Group. She wasted no time and immediately held a meeting with the IT cell employees, discussing plans and strategies. She also took the initiative to send out a circular, restarting the stalled recruitment process for additional staff members.
Neel walked into Sara Owen's cabin, calling out, "Sara!"
Sara flashed him a smile and greeted him back, saying, "Hey there!"
Neel seemed a bit miffed and unbuttoned his coat as he approached her.
"Why'd you bail on Dixon Villa? Why didn't you give me a heads up?"
Sara smirked.
"Uncle's getting better, so I had to split. Can't stick around there forever, you know?"
"But I don't want you all alone. Come back with me."
Sara responded gently, "I'm not really alone. I've got Yohan's memories with me. And being at October Villa helps me stay connected to him, keeps his memory alive."
Neel Dixon couldn't argue with that. He glanced at the nameplate on the desk, then shoved his hands in his pockets.
"Welcome to Dixon Group."
Sara closed her documents and stood up, heading towards the French window. She wrapped her arms around herself with a deep sigh.
"Any news about him?"
Instead of being stoked about her new position as the head of the IT branch, she was still thinking about her husband!
"I've told you a thousand times, I'm on it. We'll find some leads soon. You've got a big role now, take care of it," Neel Dixon expressed his frustration.
"Do you even realize how important he is? His sudden disappearance means something serious went down," she said, staring at the sky with a cold expression.
"No need to worry. I never promised to find him, but you gotta trust me.”
Sara Owen looked at Neel Dixon with a blank face.
Neel Dixon groaned, "Sara. That's why I don't want you to be alone. Come back to Dixon Villa."
"October's my home. That's where I'll be living," she said, grabbing her phone and hastily leaving the cabin. Neel Dixon anxiously watched the door, swallowing hard.
No one could know how two months had flown by since Yohan Dixon went missing. Despite being engrossed in her work at Dixon Group, Sara Owen made it a point to visit Dixon Villa every weekend. However, amidst her dedication to her work, she overlooked one important thing— pregnancy.
In the study room at Dixon Villa…
Assistant Nolan placed a package on the desk. Sara Owen's tired eyes quivered.
Nolan began his report, "The team searched the Chairman's phone, which was found five miles away from the kidnapping location. Although the phone was damaged, the tracking signal was still active. It seems that it was thrown out of a moving car and landed in muddy terrain, making the search difficult. However, we have started working in the area where the phone was discovered, hoping to find a clue."
Sara Owen fixed her gaze on Nolan, "There is no evidence of force in that area. It suggests that someone known to Yohan willingly took him. Everything unfolded after Kevin Johnson left, indicating that another person was scheduled to meet Yohan at that time."
“Obtain the phone's data's recovery." Sara Owen said firmly.
"Okay"
"And... nobody is aware of it. Am I right?"
"No. All of the information about this operation will remain with you alone, as I and the team promised."
"Thanks."
"Good night, Madam."
Assistant Nolan hurriedly exited the study after picking up the package.
"How... How is that possible? I remember, we chatted the morning I got attacked. You were the one telling me the baby was all healthy. What the hell happened?" "Maybe it's just my rotten luck, Jemma. But seeing you with Sunny, I can't help but be grateful you made it through and had a healthy baby." "Oh, Jia..." Jemma enveloped her in a tight hug, both women clinging to each other as tears flowed freely. Meanwhile, Noah reached the October Villa. As he approached, Yohan shot him a glare colder than a snowstorm. "Dad... Mom..." Noah greeted them, his eyes darting around to gauge the situation. Sunny was playing with Yohan. Noah swallowed hard, sensing trouble. "How can you be so careless, Jimmy? Why'd you let Jemma come here alone at this hour? You know the danger's not over yet," Sara scolded, her tone edged with worry. "Mom, I didn't want her to come, but she insisted..." "You're avoiding the situation, Jimmy. You can't change the past, but you shouldn't be dodging what's happ
"Jimmy, it's been days. I want to see her and the baby. What's the big deal?"He sighed, "I promise, we'll go later. I just need to sort some things out first."Jemma, growing more anxious, insisted, "But I've been waiting, Jimmy. I can't wait any longer. What's going on?"Noah, worried about her mental state, softened his tone, "Listen, babe. Trust me, I'll take you to see Jia, okay? I don't want to rush into things."Jemma, feeling a pang of doubt, couldn't hold back, "Are you hiding something from me? Why won't you just take me?""No, Jemma, it's not like that.""Jimmy..." her eyes turned tearful."Okay. I'll take you out to dinner tonight, at October Villa. Jia's staying there, and we can see her afterward. Deal?"Jemma hesitated for a moment, then agreed, "Okay, dinner it is. But you better not forget about it.Noah smiled, relieved that he had managed to divert her attention, "I won't. Now, let me get going, okay?"Jemma agreed, watching him leave for the office. As the door clo
Noah trudged back from work, the day's burdens still hanging on his shoulders. Opening the bedroom door, he caught sight of Jemma singing a lullaby to Sunny in her sweet voice. Emotions surged within him, and he quietly closed the door, not wanting to disturb their tender moment.Sinking into the living room couch, Noah leaned back with a heavy sigh. Guilt and regret enveloped him as he grappled with the reality of their situation. Conflicting emotions swirled as he recognised the joy in Jemma's happiness but couldn't shake the haunting feeling that everything was amiss.Jemma placed Sunny in the cot and, on her way to the kitchen for water, found Noah sitting in the dimly lit living room, a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whisky in the other. She touched his shoulder, and he opened his eyes, extinguishing the cigarette and placing the glass on the table."Tired?" she asked.Noah sighed deeply, rubbing the gap between his eyes. "Is Sunny asleep?"Jemma nodded, her palm on his che
The next morning dawned, casting a feeble light across the hospital room. The oxygen mask, a constant companion in her struggle for breath, had been removed, leaving her vulnerable in the stark hospital room.As Jemma slowly opened her eyes, the sterile scent of the hospital greeted her senses. Her gaze fell on Noah, sitting at the edge of the bed, his face etched with a mixture of exhaustion and sorrow. Desperation flickered in her eyes, and as she tried to speak, her voice emerged as a raspy whisper, "Jimmy... where's our baby?"Noah's heart clenched at the question, the weight of the unspoken truth hanging heavily in the air. He hesitated, avoiding her gaze, and gently urged, "Jemma, just take it easy. You need to rest."But Jemma, fueled by a mother's instinct and the gnawing fear that something was amiss, persisted, "Jimmy, please, where's our baby? Why won't you tell me?"His throat tightened with the burden of the truth he wasn't ready to share. Trying to divert her attention,
In the quiet aftermath, the doctor delivered a bittersweet message – Jia had given birth to a healthy baby boy, and she was fine. The family found themselves torn between joy for the new life and grief for the loss of Jemma's child. The terrace became a haven for Noah, who stood near the railing, his hands tucked into his pockets, gazing into the vast darkness.Jacob approached silently, standing beside him.Noah's shoulders slumped, burdened by the weight of the night. Understanding the unspoken unrest, Jacob placed a hand on Noah's shoulder."It's tough, Jimmy," Jacob finally said.Noah remained silent, still lost in the abyss of his thoughts."It's okay, Jimmy. It's not your mistake." Jacob added."You shouldn't have brought Jia here," Noah mumbled."I couldn't lie to her, and... I couldn't stop her," Jacob replied."How's she?" Noah asked, his voice strained."She's fine. Delivery went smoothly, not too hard on her. It's life.""How's the baby?" Noah's voice caught in his throat.
On a lovely evening, Jemma, bored at home, craved ice cream. Spontaneously, she called her driver and headed to the best ice cream spot. The cool sweetness lifted her spirits, turning a mundane evening into a delight.As Jemma indulged in her favourite ice cream, she decided to tease Noah, ignoring his earlier warnings about venturing out alone. Clueless about the impending twist in her evening, she initiated a video call, capturing the picturesque scene of her enjoying the sweet treat.Noah's face lit up when he saw Jemma's call, and his initial joy was evident as he glimpsed her savouring the ice cream. A smile played on his lips. However, his expression shifted when he noticed the unfamiliar surroundings and the people bustling behind her.Concern etched across his face, Noah interrupted her playful banter. "Jemma, where are you? You're not at home, are you?" he asked, his voice betraying a mix of worry and irritation.Jemma, still in her carefree mood, laughed, "Relax, Jimmy! Just