Through her tears, shemented, “My son! My grandson! Both of you have endured so much suffering!”
Harold appeared deeply distressed, resembling a heartbroken child. He wiped his eyes and, choking on his words, said, “Grandma, you have no idea what my father and I have gone through recently. This has been the hardest and most tormenting experience of my life.”
Christopher sighed and added, “It’s all the same for us. We really shouldn’t dwell on those painful memories. Talking about it will only make us feel worse.”
Lady Wilson nodded in agreement, then quickly inquired, “Christopher, what’s happening? Who arranged our bail?”
“I have no idea…” Christopher replied, shaking his head. “Harold and I were unexpectedly released from the detention center. They sent us here in their car and told us to wait. We don’t know who they are.”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">
Just then, the man who had picked up Lady Wilson and Wendy approached the family of four. “Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Thomas Webb, a member of the Webb family from Southaven. My brother is Donald Webb, and I believe you’ve heard of him.”
“The Webb family?” The four Wilson family members were taken aback.
How could they not know about the Webb family?
The Webb family was the most prominent and influential family in the South Region, even more powerful than the Moore family!
When the former head of the Webb family was at his peak, tales of his prowess echoed throughout the South Region.
Lord Wilson often spoke highly of Lord Webb, regarding him as a role model worthy of admiration.
The Wilson family would have never imagined they would have any connection with the Webb family, let alone be rescued by them. Was there finally hope for the Wilson family?
As these thoughts raced through her mind, Lady Wilson beamed at Thomas and asked, “Mr. Webb, may I ask why you brought us out of the detention center and gathered us here?”
Thomas replied matter-of-factly, “I was sent to pick you up on my brother’s orders. I’m not privy to his reasons, but we’re short on time. It’s best not to ask too many questions now. Please, board the private jet. My brother will exin everything once we’re in the air.”
Upon hearing this, Lady Wilson nodded eagerly and eximed, “Mr. Webb is right! We shouldn’t waste your time or your brother’s. Let’s board the private jet and head to Southaven to meet him!”
Thomas nodded slightly and stepped onto the private jet, saying nothing further.
The Wilson family quickly followed him aboard.
Since Christopher and Harold had already experienced the private jet, they weren’t surprised by itsvish interior. However, Lady Wilson and Wendy were left speechless.<fn6ee5> Original content can be found at fι?dnοvel</fn6ee5>
When had they ever flown in a private jet? They usually couldn’t even afford first-ss tickets, let alone a luxurious private jet.
Lady Wilson was like Grandma Liu stepping into the Grand View Garden, her eyes darting around in awe, unsure where to focus her gaze.
Thomas couldn’t help but feel disdain for this family. He found it ufortable to share a ne with what he perceived as country bumpkins.
He called over the attractive flight attendant, requesting a ss of whiskey and an eye mask.
The flight attendant, dressed in a miniskirt, gracefully served Thomas, helping him don the eye mask while whispering, “You can rest well. The ne will take off soon. Just call me if you need anything.”
Meanwhile, Harold, seated in the back, felt a twinge of desire. This flight attendant was stunning, and she attended to Thomas so well. He couldn’t help but wish she would serve him in the same manner.
With that thought in mind, he called out to the flight attendant, “Excuse me, could you please bring me a ss of wine?”
After serving Thomas, the flight attendant stood and, pulling down her skirt, replied somewhat disdainfully, “I’m sorry, but I’m Mr. Webb’s personal flight attendant. I don’t serve anyone else.”