President's Naughty Sweetheart novel Chapter 42

His furious way of speaking stunned Ella into silence.

Silence suddenly reigned in the car and Aiden calmed down a bit now. However, his anger had not completely subsided, so he was still grim and speechless.

After arriving at the underground parking lot of the company, they took the elevator to their own office without saying a word throughout.

Arriving at the department of design, Ella wanted to ask Sofia a few questions. It was not because she suspected that Sofia had drugged her food. After all, they had never had a quarrel nor a conflict when in the previous company, so she thought Sofia had no reason to scheme against her.

But last night she only chatted and drank with Daniel and Sofia in the ballroom, so she could not help but think of Daniel...

She thought he was more unlikely to do such a thing, especially when thinking of his righteous demeanour. Suspecting him would be a humiliation for him.

When seeing that Sophia's seat was still empty, she went back to hers.

After turning on the computer, she stared at the screen in a daze. Although she doubted that someone would really drug her food, her weird symptoms and Aiden's words made her believe! Glancing around the department, she felt that she had to be more careful there.

At this time, her phone emitted a sound of Facebook notification. Entering the password, she saw a message from Arthur, "Ella, when will you return my clothes?"

She smiled, remembering that he said she didn't have to return. She just forgot it recently, and he should rush her!

She typed quickly, "Please give me your address. I'll have it delivered to you. I've washed and ironed the clothes, and the tag is still new. Besides, don't call me by my first name. We don't know each other well."

It took her much time to preserve the tag.

She planned to buy the clothes at first, but then she thought twice-- 'Why should she buy an expensive clothes she disliked?'

Someone phoned before Arthur replied.

Seeing that it was the landline number of her family, she picked up the phone immediately. She left her seat, saying, "Mom, please wait till I went to the stairwell."

In most cases no one except her mother Caroline would call her on the landline. After walking to the stairwell and closing the fire door, she said, "Mom, you can talk now."

"Ella, I'm your brother, Jack!"

"Jack? Are you on your summer holiday?" Although she was not in close contact with her half-brother, they maintained some semblance of family at least.

At the moment Jack Morris was standing in the living room of the old home, he said anxiously, "Ella, please listen to me first. I have a hunch that something bad happened to our parents..."

She was stunned by his words, her scalp numb and brain blank. She asked hurriedly, "Don't rush, speak slower. What happened to mom and Uncle Morris?"

"Mom flew to Las Vegas two days ago, saying she was going to bring Dad back. I called her this morning to ask when they would come back, but I couldn't get through! And I couldn't get through to dad several days ago! I was so worried about them..."

His voice bordered on crying, suggesting he was really worried. Ella continued calmly, "Do you know why they went to Las Vegas? And do you know your dad ran over and killed someone several days ago? Has it been solved?"

"What? Dad killed someone? I have no idea at all! I've been at home recently but they never mentioned it..."