Chapter 319 If Not Dead, Then Miscarried
Albert yanked his arm free from Cheryl's grip and stormed out of the Valdemar mansion without a backward glance.
Cheryl watched him go, her lips quivering with frustration, but there was nothing she could do to stop him.
David's worries seemed spot on.
Albert was as stubborn as a mule. If they kept pushing him, who knows what he might do? Cheryl loved her grandsons dearly and couldn't bear the thought of them becoming enemies.
Taking a deep breath, Cheryl tried to steady herself. The butler, noticing her distress, quickly stepped in to support her. "Mrs. Valdemar, please, don't get too upset. Your health is important."
Cheryl pressed the back of her hand to her forehead. "Get the car ready. I need to go out."
"Are you going to..."
"I'm going to see Yvette."
It was rush hour, and Albert was stuck in a line of cars at a red light. His grip on the steering wheel was so tight his knuckles turned white.
He glared at the endless row of brake lights, his eyes icy cold.
His phone rang, and he answered immediately. Vincent's voice came through the car speakers.
"Sorry, Mr. Valdemar, we lost track of her. With Mrs. Valdemar at the house, we didn't expect..."
"I didn't call to hear excuses!" Albert's voice was as cold as a winter pond. "I told you to keep a close watch, and you still lost her! How are you doing your job? Find her now!"
Vincent's voice turned dry and tense. "Sorry, Mr. Valdemar, they left in several cars. We were tricked and followed the wrong one. Someone deliberately misled us."
Albert's eyes narrowed. "Is Grandma helping them?"
"We need more time to figure that out," Vincent said cautiously.
"How long will it take to find their new place?"
Sensing Albert's urgency, Vincent quickly explained, "Don't worry. We haven't found Mrs. Valdemar's residence yet, but she hasn't disappeared."
Albert took a deep breath, his Adam's apple bobbing as he tried to calm down. His eyes, red with anger, closed for a moment.
When he opened them again, he had somewhat regained his composure.
"Have you found her?" he asked.
"Yes," Vincent replied. "Dominic just got back from a business trip and scheduled a meeting with Mrs. Valdemar to discuss a contract, so she came to the company."
The light turned green, and the cars in front finally started moving, easing the traffic jam.
Albert's temple veins bulged slightly as he suppressed his anger. "I'm coming over. Don't let her leave."
"Understood."
In the Valdemar Group conference room, Yvette's meeting was going surprisingly well. Dominic, fresh from his business trip, was impressed with her proposal and had quickly set up the meeting.
Yvette had been worried that Albert had set her up, but with Cheryl's support, she felt more at ease and came to the meeting.
They quickly went over some details and brainstormed improvements and ideas.Yvette didn't really care if the project got approved under her name anymore, but it was still the reason she came back to Luken. Finishing it herself would be a nice touch.
She wrapped up her notes and handed the document to Dominic for his signature. "Dominic, can you sign this? I'll follow up once I tweak the proposal."
"Sure thing!" Dominic nodded, clearly impressed. He momentarily forgot Albert's orders to delay it. "Pass me that pen."
Yvette quickly handed him the pen, but just as he was about to sign, his phone rang.
"I'll take this call and be right back," Dominic said.
"Okay." Yvette was a bit annoyed but didn't stop him.
When Dominic didn't come back for a while, Yvette started to get a bad feeling. Clutching the document, she decided to go find him. As she opened the conference room door, she bumped into a solid chest.
Startled, Yvette stepped back. "Sorry, I..."
Before she could finish, Albert had already pulled her into his arms, holding her so tightly she couldn't move.
Caught off guard, Yvette felt suffocated, her body tense as she listened to the familiar but erratic heartbeat.
It was Albert.
Realizing this, Yvette quickly pushed him away, her tone icy. "Mr. Valdemar, this is a company. Please behave yourself."
Albert looked at her, feeling only relief. Earlier, when he returned home to an empty room, it reminded him of years ago when she left without a word. The fear of losing her made him resolve that, no matter what the world thought, he would never let Yvette leave again.
Albert's eyes were resolute. "Move back to the Valdemar Family. Don't go where I can't see you, or I can't guarantee what I'll do."
Yvette replied coldly, "What does that have to do with me? How dare you threaten me?"
"Yvette!" Albert raised his voice. "Do you really not want to see me?"
"Yes!" Yvette said. "Because you act disgracefully, you harass my family. My husband David and I have our own family. We want our own space. What's wrong with that? Why must we live with the Valdemar Family? Who are you to dictate our lives?"
Yvette's words cut deep: she was David's wife, they were a family, and he was the intruder. But he was her husband.
Albert's eyes grew redder, his voice intense. "Yvette, you are my wife! Is it just because you and David have children? What about our child back then..."
"Shut up!" Yvette interrupted him emotionally. She didn't want to hear about the past.
Back then, he had been so heartless, insisting on an abortion when she was pregnant. He refused to pay for her treatment, and even the child nearly died.
How could he even mention it?
Yvette calmed herself and said coldly, "Every child chooses their family from heaven. They come to parents who love them. Our children felt David's love, so they became our children."
"I heard some children die because they are not wanted," Yvette said, her eyes gradually reddening and moistening. "If they don't die on their own, they are taken for an abortion by their father, aren't they?"
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