Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 59: Calling the Hawke Family’s Eldest Miss
Hearing Elara Don’s words, Troy Don and Isabella Wolf were both shocked.
"Vivi, why are you so impulsive?"
"Yeah! Why didn’t you discuss it with us first?"
The couple scolded Victoria Don.
"Dad, Mom, things have already reached this point, can’t you stop with the hindsight? If you want to scold me, wait until this is resolved!"
Victoria Don wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and looked at the two of them.
"What, what should we do now?"
Isabella Wolf was momentarily at a loss.
Troy Don paced back and forth in the living room, "Vivi, have the kidnappers seen you?"
"No, I was cautious and used a different phone for direct contact."
Victoria Don shook her head, hesitating.
"Well done."
Troy Don praised her, "Since the kidnappers haven’t seen you, Damon Hawke won’t have evidence to prove that you’re the one behind all this."
"But, I’m afraid Damon Hawke will find out about my financial transactions with the kidnappers."
Victoria Don glanced at Isabella Wolf with guilt written all over her face.
Isabella Wolf’s eyelids twitched, "Vivi, you didn’t use my overseas account for those transactions with the kidnappers, did you?"
A mother knows her daughter best.
She could guess about seventy to eighty percent of Victoria Don’s actions.
"Yes, Mom, I used that account."
Victoria Don threw herself into Isabella Wolf’s arms, "Mom, what if Damon Hawke traces the account back to you?"
What should they do?
If he finds out, they’ll be in trouble!
Isabella Wolf’s heart fluttered with anxiety, as she patted her daughter’s back, "Don’t worry, don’t worry, I’ll think of something."
At that moment, there was a commotion outside, and the butler seemed to call out to Mr. Hawke.
Victoria Don’s heart skipped a beat, and her face changed dramatically, "Mom, Damon Hawke is here! What do we do, what should we do!"
Isabella Wolf was equally panicked and quickly said, "Vivi, isn’t Vinny Hawke, the eldest daughter of the Hawke family, with the elders on a trip? Damon listens to his sister the most, go upstairs quickly and call them back! Confess, be honest about everything!"
Damon Hawke is the late child of the Hawke elders, and Vinny Hawke is 19 years older than him.
She watched him grow up, and Damon holds her in high respect.
As long as Vinny speaks up for Victoria Don, Damon will surely listen.
"Oh, oh, I’m going right away!"
Victoria Don hurriedly ran upstairs.
She had just reached the top when Damon Hawke entered with Chase Quinn.
His tall figure advanced against the light, exuding a murderous aura.
"Damon, you’re here! Vivi just got back from the hospital, are you here to see her?"
Troy Don forced himself to approach with a flattering smile.
"Damon, please have a seat, I’ll get you some water."
Isabella Wolf suppressed her inner panic, but her hands trembled at her sides.
"No need."
Damon Hawke’s face was solemn, his gaze piercing, "I’ve come here to find out one thing, who kidnapped my son!"
Bang!
Chase Quinn, standing behind him, tossed a document onto the coffee table.
Troy Don felt his scalp tingle as he picked up the trembling document, seeing it was his wife’s overseas account transactions.
This account was also used with his tacit approval to transfer some undisclosed funds.
"Damon, what does this mean? Storm Warren? Whose account is this?"
Troy Don glanced at Isabella Wolf, feigning ignorance.
Someone had to take the fall for this, but it certainly couldn’t be him.
As the head of the family, he had to extricate himself first!
Damon Hawke looked at Troy Don’s hypocritical act, a mocking smile tugging at his lips.
He didn’t reveal the truth, just fixed his sharp eyes on them, waiting to see how they’d explain it away.
"It’s my account!"
Isabella Wolf took the document, forcing a smile more painful than crying, "Damon, is there a problem with this account?"
"It’s the account used to communicate with the kidnappers! Mrs. Thorne, did you hire someone to kidnap the young master?"
Before Damon could speak, Chase Quinn coldly inquired.
"No, it couldn’t possibly be me! You must have the wrong person!"
Isabella Wolf’s face turned pale as she hastily denied it.
"If it’s not you, and Mr. Thorne also doesn’t know, then it must have been Victoria Don?"
Damon Hawke curled his lips, but his eyes were filled with icy frost.
"This..."
Isabella Wolf was rendered speechless, the paper crinkling in her tightened grip.
"Damon, what are you talking about? What account? What did I do?"
From the stairs, Victoria Don flashed her almond-shaped eyes and hurried down with her phone in hand.
She couldn’t let her mother disclose the truth!
She couldn’t lose everything she had!
"Vivi..."
Isabella Wolf looked at her, hesitant to speak.
Victoria Don glanced at her, took the document from her hands, skimmed it, and then feigned surprise.
"Mom, I remember you mentioned your former name being Storm Warren, is this your overseas account?"
"It’s my account."
Isabella Wolf glanced at her with difficulty, "Damon says it’s the account linked to the kidnappers of Charlie. He suspects someone in our family hired the kidnappers."
Hearing this, Victoria Don feigned shock.
She looked at Damon Hawke, but at the sight of his penetrating gaze, her heart trembled.
"Damon, you must be mistaken, Charlie is my son and my mom’s grandson, how could she hire someone to kidnap him?"
She would never admit to being involved in this!
So...
"So, you mean someone used your mom’s account? Victoria Don, do you take me for a fool?"
Damon Hawke’s eyebrows furrowed, enveloping the atmosphere with an intense chill.
Victoria Don involuntarily shivered, memories of her past ordeal in the villa’s basement flashing through her mind.
She didn’t want to endure such torture again!
Gripping the document tightly, she took a deep breath, seemingly making a resolution, and turned to grip Isabella Wolf’s arms with a look of distress.
"Mom, why were you so impulsive? I know you’re angry with Elara for shamelessly seducing Damon upon returning, so you let someone take Charlie away so Damon wouldn’t have a good impression of her, right? But he’s your grandson! You can’t use him like that!"
She couldn’t admit to doing it herself.
So, her mother had to take the fall!
Isabella Wolf was stunned, her mouth moved as if to speak, but no words came out.
This was the daughter she had raised!
In trouble, how could she push the blame onto her?
Was she expected to clean up this mess for her?
Wasn’t she afraid Damon would destroy her?
Victoria Don applied some force to Isabella Wolf’s arm, tears glistening in her eyes, full of pleading.
This was her biological mother!
Her most doting mother!
She gambled on her mother’s soft spot for her!
The surrounding was silent, the atmosphere tense.
Gazing into Victoria Don’s pleading eyes, Isabella Wolf finally gave in.
"Vivi, you’re mama’s most cherished daughter, mama only wants to give you the best in the world, how could she let you get hurt?"
This was the daughter she had cherished since childhood!
She pleaded with her to take the fall, so... she’d take it!
Victoria Don’s heart eased, but she still pretended to scold, "Mom, how could you be so foolish? Luckily, Charlie is safe; otherwise, you’d regret it forever! Now, let’s quickly ask Damon for forgiveness!"
