Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 249

Chapter 249 Termination of Partnership

Han, with well-defined eyes, condescendingly stared at the person who lay in the bed with a mocking smile; she was too vulnerable to care for the baby in her belly.

“Is he so important to you?” Shawn asked with a sneer.

“Yes, of course.” Replied Leah.

Although she hated Shawn, the baby was innocent. In her gaze of expectation, Shawn replied impatiently, “Baby is fine.”

Leah got up and stared at Shawn before saying, “Thank you.”

She knew it was him who saved her before she fainted.

In reply, Shawn was as if staring at a fool gazing at Leah, and he thought she was stupid because she thanked him even though he had kidnapped her.

But her gratitude irritated him, and with a frustrated voice, he said, “You’re such a fool.”

“Please be sure you don’t ever mess around in front of Jackson, or I couldn’t handle it.”

Shawn left the room after he finished his words.

Leah looked outside the window, it was clear weather, but she was unwilling to show her happiness.

She then lowered her head with her gentle gaze and said, “I’m sorry, baby. I’d almost trouble you.”

At the White Group CEO's office entrance, Sasha blocked the secretary who was in a rush.

“What made you nervous? Behave.”

Ian’s secretary lowered his head, and he kept away the anger in him.

Since Sarah White left the company, Sasha acted arrogantly in scolding people in the office, but they were quiet, although in frustration.

“I’m looking for Mr. Sanders.”

At this moment, Sasha noticed a document in his hand, and she picked it up when he wasn’t aware. “You can report to me if there’s anything necessary. Please don’t stand here as Ian needs to rest.”

The secretary turned around and left helplessly.

Sasha tore and opened the document file, she took out the document, and her gaze changed when she met Leah.

She was close to Ian now and wished Leah didn’t interfere with their relationship.

Upon this, she swept through the surroundings and flung the document into the shredder; she then entered the office with a smile.

At this moment, Ian was energized and sitting on the chair to sort out the documents. He was previously slim, but he looked haggard now because of the torture of illness.

Sasha served a cup of warm water and placed it on the table, and she shouted in a low volume, “Ian.” She was one of the few people who knew Ian was sick. Initially, Sasha had collapsed but knowing Ian was calm, she started to relieve herself. She didn’t ask for more, but her only hope was to walk with him until the end of his life.

“Time’s up for today. Let’s go home.” Sasha had set for Ian the time for working, and he must go home when the time was up. Ian picked up the document on the table and went out.

By the time they entered the car, the phone had rung, and Ian frowned when he saw the name on the screen; he tapped the answer button after a short dazing.

“What’s up?”

“Starting tomorrow, the Howard Group will terminate the partnership with the White Group in all aspects.” Said Han in a clear voice.

He clutched the letter, which was addressed to him, handed to him by the guard. At first, Han thought it might be information about Leah's whereabouts but he found it contained only a simple sentence demanding immediate termination of the partnership with the White Group if Leah's safety were to be assured.

Han had his people check the surveillance in the morning but came out empty-handed. No matter what happened, Han had to follow orders to ensure Leah's safety. Han could have been sure that the people behind it targeted him; his dark look full of guilt, as he had incriminated Leah.

In the car, Ian's face suddenly changed as he clutched the phone tightly; he declined the request but said, "Okay."

"Was she alright so far?" Ian couldn’t help but ask as he wanted to know Leah’s condition.

It was to Shasha’s knowledge who was the person Ian asked for, and she was unhappy in pulling Ian’s sleeve and said, “Ian, wouldn’t you promise not to mention her?”

In truth, Shasha was guilty of not informing the news of Leah’s disappearance this morning. She was worried that Ian would put all his effort into finding Leah. She hoped that Leah would just disappear and things that had happened in the past would fade into the background.

After quite some time, Han broke the silence, “She had been kidnapped.”

Upon hearing that, Ian was dumbfounded; on the spot, he was dazed and asked, “When was it?”

“Two days ago.”

Ian went into fragile, even a need to lean against the wall to not fall. During this time, he didn’t ask about Leah on purpose, nor did he pay attention to her but never did he imagine that he would ignore that news.

“Where are you? I’m coming to see you?” Ian sounded hurried.

Han had informed him of his location, and he hung up the phone and was dazing at the letter.

“Ian, where are you going?”

Ian had closed the car door even before Sasha entered the car. He stepped on the accelerator and sped off.

The people at the Howard Group knew Ian, and he could get into the CEO's office without any trouble. He found the dispirited Han sitting on the couch when Ian opened the door. Ian then widened his stride and dragged him off the couch with a sharp look. "How did you take care of her? If incapable of protecting her, why did you take her in the first place?"

Han had a poor complexion, and he pushed Ian with his lips twitched. He didn’t help himself in his explanation at the end.

“Did you get any trail?” Ian calmed down not much later.

Han responded with a head shake and full of disappointment in his eyes.

Ian heaved a deep breath as he thought that if Han couldn’t be able to find who was the mastermind, the safety of Leah was uncertain.

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The same response from Han was that he shook his head with exhausted pair of eyes.

After a string of blaming toward Han, Ian left the Howard Group.

In the car, he picked up the phone and tapped the numbers in the contact list, and the phone call was

answered in a split second.

"What makes you call me Mr. Sanders? Ron sounded jokingly on the phone.

Ian felt that Ron, who had been in the underworld for a long time, could help in his way of finding Leah. “Sarah was missing, and could you help to look for her?”

Thus, the reply from the phone was loud and clear, and without a doubt, “Cannot.”

For Ron, Leah was nothing more than a stranger to him. He wouldn’t waste his network and resources on someone who appeared to be a stranger to him, as it was not necessary.

Having heard that, Ian tightened his brows and said, “Ron, wasn’t you and Sarah…”

Before Ian finished his words, Ron, again, interrupted with his cold voice, “I’ve no relationship with the woman.”