Free Web NovelChapter 497: Chapter 497: From This Moment On, I’ll Say I Love You (97)
At the mention of the fire, Tristan Grayson instantly knew who this woman was. Gripping his phone tightly and suppressing his rage, he said coldly, "Gia Miller. You kidnapped Aria Joyce, but you’re calling me. That doesn’t make any sense."
"How could it not? Miss Joyce disappeared from Young Master Grayson’s engagement party. No matter how you slice it, you can’t extricate yourself from this." Gia Miller paused, then chuckled after a long moment. "Besides, Miss Joyce seems to be quite fond of you, Young Master Grayson. If you don’t come to her rescue, and something were to happen to her..."
"Enough! Gia Miller, what do you want?!"
"What do I want? I don’t want anything. I just want you to show up tonight."
"Where?"
The moment she heard the caller was Gia Miller, all traces of sleep vanished from Mika Summers. Now, hearing that Tristan Grayson was going to rescue someone, her heart ached with fear. She grabbed his arm tightly, silently pleading with him not to go.
"Weslyn!" Gia Miller spat out the name and hung up.
Tristan Grayson looked at Mika, who was now sitting up. His voice was laced with helplessness and sorrow. "You go back to sleep. I have to step out for a bit."
"No. I won’t let you go." ’Wasn’t what we went through last time enough? How can he even think of going now...’
Tristan Grayson smiled and gently ruffled Mika Summers’s hair. "Be good. Listen to me. I’ll be back before you know it."
"Tristan Grayson, do I even mean anything to you?" ’He’s going to risk his life for a woman who has nothing to do with us! Why can’t he stop and think about how I feel right now?’
"How could I not? You’re the only one in my heart. Now, don’t be angry. Aria Joyce was kidnapped by Gia Miller after coming to our engagement party. Ultimately, we’re involved. I’ll call Ian Shaw to go with me. You should feel better about that, right?"
Mika Summers released Tristan Grayson’s arm. Her eyes were red as she said coldly, "If you insist on going, I’m going with you. Otherwise, you can forget about leaving!"
In the end, Tristan Grayson had no choice but to bring Mika Summers along. As they neared Weslyn, Ian Shaw arrived with his men.
The cars stopped. Mika Summers got out and switched to Ian Shaw’s vehicle, watching as Tristan Grayson exited his own car and started walking toward Weslyn.
He hadn’t gone far before he saw their car. But other than the vehicle, there was no one in sight.
Tristan Grayson’s brow furrowed. Just as he turned to leave, a car door burst open. A man leaped out, raised a wooden club, and swung it forcefully at him.
Tristan Grayson felt a sudden, sharp pain in his head. His vision went black, and he collapsed backward, completely unconscious.
Mika Summers and Ian Shaw watched with bated breath, their eyes fixed on the scene unfolding ahead, not daring to blink.
But in the darkness and from such a distance, they had no idea that Tristan Grayson had been knocked unconscious and taken away.
After nearly half an hour, Mika Summers couldn’t stand it anymore. ’If I wait any longer, I’m going to die of anxiety...’
"Hey, what are you doing? Get back here!" Ian Shaw saw Mika Summers throw open the car door and bolt out. He hissed at her, his voice low but urgent.
But she ignored his shouts, running off in the direction Tristan Grayson had gone.
Furious, Ian Shaw threw open his door and chased after her.
’What in the world is Tristan thinking?’ he fumed. ’This woman is such a damn headache!’
