The Substitute Bride

"What? Did you abduct him?" Vicky asked, pretending to be surprised.

"Do you think it is my own child?" Rob shouted, glaring at Vicky.

Hearing Rob's words, Vicky smiled and said, "I have to say you care about him very much. After all, a kid shouldn't be blamed for his parents' fault. Don't you agree with me?"

Rob noticed that Vicky behaved a little weird. She had always been extremely self-centered. But now, when she was about to be killed, she was showing so much concern about a kid.

It was quite strange for someone like Vicky.

Rob fixed his eyes on Vicky, trying to scrutinize her face to spot something suspicious. However, Vicky had already noticed Rob's stare and guarded herself by pretending as if nothing had happened.

When Rob could not be certain about anything by reading Vicky's face, he decided to let it be. In any case, Vicky was just counting her breaths. Once Alva came back with the medicine, this damnable woman would be breathing her last in no time.

At the thought of this, Rob looked at the closed door behind him.

Rob was getting increasingly anxious because of Alva's delay in coming back with the medicine. 'Where has Alva gone? It has been a long time, and he should have been back now. But why hasn't he come back yet?' Rob wondered.

Vicky had started to become uneasy by then. She knew that Rob had started suspecting her. She had suddenly become too actively caring, which raked Rob's suspicion towards her.

'Why haven't Sheryl's men reached here yet?' Vicky thought in her mind.

Every passing moment felt very heavy on Vicky. On top of that, Clark lying lifelessly made her all the more anxious. She could do nothing apart from praying that the rescuers reach them as soon as possible.

Although Clark's fever had come down, children's physical conditions were prone to have a relapse. What if his fever relapsed again?

There was an awkward silence in the room, with each of the men being preoccupied with their respective thoughts.

Just then, the faint sounds of someone's footsteps could be heard from the door.

Vicky was the first one to hear the noise. She looked around as soon as the noise reached her ears. Immediately, she moved to stand in front of Clark

easily!

Charles looked down at Rob as if he were looking at a petty bug.

"So? Do you give up?" Charles asked scornfully.

"Never! I won't give up! We won't lose!" Rob shouted in rage.

"Oh?" Charles smiled and asked, "So what is your next ploy?"

"You!" Rob was struggling with his frail confidence levels. Just then, Ferry's resentful face behind bars came to his mind, and he felt a surge of emotion in his heart. He blurted out in a fit of fury, "Who do you think you are? You are nothing in front of my boss. It is you who has made him go to jail. I will never forgive you. I will make you pay for it. I will never let you go."

"So you will make me pay for it. Is it?" Charles sneered, adding, "So what are you going to do now? Or, can you even do anything to me now?"

"Of course, I can't. But no one can save your son except me. And I won't help you unless you promise me something."

Had Rob poisoned Clark?

Charles's heart trembled at the very thought of it. How could anybody be so heinous to poison a small kid?

"You don't believe me, do you? You think he just has a fever, don't you? Ha-ha, you are wrong. Your son just has a high fever now. But in a few days, his nose will start bleeding. After some time, he will be unconscious, and then his internal organs will all have burned out. Let's wait and see! Your son will suffer along with my boss," Rob said with a sneer.

Rob fixed his sharp and cold eyes on Charles with a malicious look on his face.