Who Cares About Him When I'm Married to the Richest Man?-Chapter 104: They’re All Dead

Jasmine guiltily avoided his gaze and opened her mouth, "I, I already said I don’t know that person. Who knows what kind of trouble that Zoe Chase got into, anyway, someone like Aunt Hale, adopting a child without knowing their behavior, I...I haven’t done anything wrong."

Mason Jacobs’ gaze darkened as he stared at her. In an instant, the atmosphere in the car turned cold. He asked, "Someone like Aunt Hale, what was she like?"

Jasmine inexplicably shuddered. She didn’t know why, but when she saw Mason Jacobs’ gaze, a chill ran up her spine, and she instinctively shut her mouth.

Mason Jacobs stared at her coldly, as if time had stopped, and the air became very thin. His aura was overwhelmingly powerful for a child who had just turned ten.

Jasmine bit her lip. Although she didn’t understand why this was happening, she realized her words might have touched Mason Jacobs’ raw nerve. Uncle Jacobs was the person who treated her best in the Jacobs Family. She needed to hold onto this support tightly.

"I, I was wrong," Jasmine humbled herself, "Uncle Jacobs, I’m sorry."

Mason Jacobs looked at her with a somber gaze for a long while before leaning back in his seat, adjusting his sleeves with a cold demeanor, "The one you should apologize to is not me."

Jasmine lowered her head, feeling full of defiance. If not to apologize to him, did he expect her to apologize to Elara Hale?

She certainly wouldn’t!

But she feigned understanding and obedience, nodding, "If there’s a chance, I will apologize to Aunt Hale."

Mason Jacobs glanced at her with an indifferent look and asked, "If I remember correctly, didn’t your Aunt Hale complete the adoption procedures? Why didn’t you go with her in the end and instead came to the Jacobs Family?"

Jasmine was stunned for a moment.

"Aunt Quincy...Aunt Quincy said she liked me, so I just..." She hadn’t known before that Cecilia Quincy had adopted her without telling her. Stammering, she wanted to explain, not wanting to be seen as an ungrateful wretch.

Mason Jacobs was, after all, a man who managed an entire corporation. He had seen too many business traps and knew exactly what was going on.

It seemed Cece had snatched Jasmine from Elara Hale.

But what did Cece want Jasmine for? They were already married, and she was pregnant. She didn’t need a child to bolster her image. On the other hand, Elara Hale...a woman who couldn’t bear children, needed to adopt someone else’s child.

He felt a flash of pity for Elara Hale, but it was short-lived. He quickly realized that Cece probably didn’t know about Elara Hale’s plan to adopt Jasmine.

Yes, Cece had always been a kind-hearted woman. Maybe she learned about the welfare center through a charity event, came into contact with Jasmine, and adopted her ahead of Elara Hale.

Thinking of this, Mason Jacobs tapped his forefinger and middle finger on the small table. If that were the case, he should apologize to Elara Hale.

He took out his cellphone and texted Elara Hale on WeChat, "Regarding Jasmine, I’m sorry. Cece didn’t mean any harm. If you need, I can help make other arrangements for you."

As soon as the message was sent, a red exclamation mark appeared.

"You are not friends with this user, please add them first."

Elara Hale had blocked him?

His face darkened, and he sent a message using SMS. This time it went through, but whether Elara Hale would see it remained uncertain since she had previously also blocked his phone number.

This woman was ruthlessly resolute, cutting all ties after two years of marriage.

Mason Jacobs’ eyes clouded with unreadable emotions. After a while, he told Special Assistant Wood, "Let me use your phone."

Special Assistant Wood quickly handed over his phone.

Mason Jacobs used his phone to call Elara Hale.

The call was soon connected, and Elara Hale’s voice came through, "Hello, who’s this?"

Mason Jacobs began, "It’s me. About Jasmine..."

Before he could finish, the call was abruptly hung up.

Mason Jacobs, disbelieving, called again, only to find that Special Assistant had been blocked too.

He laughed angrily, tossing the phone back to Special Assistant Wood, with a cold glint in his eyes. Did she think he was fawning over her?

His initial intentions were goodwill. If she couldn’t appreciate that, then he couldn’t be bothered with it any longer.

Elara Hale, go ahead and act as you please. Sooner or later, you’ll find yourself isolated, and by then, you’ll realize my worth!

Jasmine watched him cautiously, sensing the intimidating aura around him. Suddenly, Mason Jacobs’ gaze fell on her, and he asked coldly, "Have you thought about how to answer?"

Jasmine jumped in fright, "What...what should I answer?"

"The question I asked you earlier." Mason Jacobs looked at her, "Who instructed you to lure Zoe Chase away from the school?"

Jasmine had thought he had forgotten about the matter, but to her surprise, he remembered and was determined to get to the bottom of it.

"Uncle Jacobs, I don’t know the other person."

She wasn’t lying; she really didn’t know.

"How much did they pay you?" Mason Jacobs now saw through Jasmine’s nature and asked directly without any superfluous words.

Jasmine stayed silent for a while and, feeling awkward, said, "He gave me...ten thousand."

"A mere ten thousand." Mason Jacobs sneered, "Truly, how pathetically cheap."

Embarrassment brought a flush to Jasmine’s face, and her eyes welled with grievance, deeply hurt. Was ten thousand really so little? She had never even owned a hundred before; ten thousand was a lot to her.

She gritted her teeth, forcing herself to swallow her tears, telling herself, it’s okay. You now have an unlimited black credit card and can buy whatever you want.

No one will laugh at her for being poor ever again.

Mason Jacobs shot her a glance, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and asked, "Was the person who approached you an adult male?"

Jasmine nodded.

At this point, there was no reason to conceal the truth anymore.

So she continued, "It happened last night, a man in black clothing approached me, asking me to help him lure Zoe Chase out the next day at school."

Originally, she thought the other person was crazy. She had just arrived at the Jacobs Family without anyone arranging a school for her. How did they know she and that girl attended the same school?

But when she saw the ten thousand, knowing she could have it without consequence, she casually agreed.

She hadn’t expected Special Assistant Wood to show up the next day and take her to that school.

After hearing Jasmine’s words, Mason Jacobs’ expression turned much darker. He ignored Jasmine and instructed Special Assistant Wood, "Pull up the surveillance footage from the villa."

Special Assistant Wood complied, made a phone call, and quickly reported, "President Jacobs, it’s ready."

Mason Jacobs flipped through the surveillance records from the previous night and, as expected, spotted a man dressed in black in a corner of the villa’s main entrance.

He stared at the man until the man completely disappeared from the surveillance screen.

He raised his eyes and coldly instructed, "Get out, you take Jasmine to get a taxi back."

Special Assistant Wood was stunned for a moment, not knowing why but still got out of the car with Jasmine.

Mason Jacobs took the driver’s seat, stomped on the accelerator, and the car shot out fiercely.

Jasmine felt a bit uneasy, she asked Special Assistant Wood, "Do we really have to take a taxi back? Can’t we have someone from home send a car to pick us up?"

Special Assistant Wood gave her a puzzled look, is this child okay in the head, reading too many novels about rich families?

It’s much more troublesome to send a car from home, much less convenient than taking a taxi.

Originally wanted to retort, but thinking of her identity, he finally just said, "Let’s go."

He hailed a taxi and got in first.

Seeing this, Jasmine could only follow suit, still somewhat unhappy in her heart, she was now the Jacobs Family’s eldest daughter and yet had to take a taxi.

So undignified.

Mason Jacobs drove the car all the way to the suburbs, stopped in front of a small workshop that produced body bags, opened the door, stepped out with his long legs, walked swiftly to the tightly closed door of the workshop, then suddenly raised his leg and kicked the door hard.

The flimsy door couldn’t withstand such violence, it shook and opened.

Mason Jacobs walked in with a cold face, a worker came up to ask, "Who are you looking for?"

Just as he finished speaking, Mason Jacobs grabbed his collar and lifted him up, coldly asking, "Where’s Jeff Jenkins?"

The worker said in horror, "Mr. Jenkins went home... we’re just workers, we know nothing, let me go..."

Mason Jacobs threw the worker aside forcefully, then turned and left.

He drove to the Jenkins Family.

Jeff Jenkins was drinking heavily at home, seeing Mason Jacobs, he fearfully stepped back a few steps, almost sitting on the ground, "Why are you here?"

Mason Jacobs grabbed him and sternly asked, "Did you go to my house last night? Did you kidnap Chris Chase’s wife and daughter?"

Jeff Jenkins struggled twice, pushed him away, then frowned, "What if I did? I..."

Before he could finish, Mason Jacobs punched him in the face!

Though Jeff Jenkins was big and tall, he couldn’t match Mason Jacobs who trained regularly; in just a few rounds, Mason Jacobs pinned him to the ground, pressing his neck, pinning his head down, and stepping on his lower back, Jeff Jenkins couldn’t move at all.

"What are you doing!" He shouted intolerably, "Jacobs, we rise and fall together, dare you touch me, believe me or not I’ll..."

"Believe you about what?" Mason Jacobs’ eyes flashed with murderous intent, asking viciously, "Aren’t you in enough trouble, must you draw the police’s attention? I don’t care how you want to die, but don’t forget, three years ago, we were all in the same boat, if you don’t hide obediently, why cause trouble?"

Jeff Jenkins cursed, "Damn it, my sister’s gone, is it wrong to mess with Chris Chase? I want him dead, if not for him, my sister wouldn’t have died, I have a blood feud with him, I won’t just mess with his wife and daughter, I’ll mess with his parents too! Screw him!"

Mason Jacobs’ chest heaved violently, glaring at Jeff Jenkins fiercely, "Your sister’s death isn’t Chris Chase’s fault, blame the one who targeted her, you don’t even know who’s behind it, yet you recklessly acted, you’re leaving yourself vulnerable, understand?"

When hearing this, a hint of panic flashed across Jeff Jenkins’ face, uncertainly saying, "I did it discreetly, never showed up, shouldn’t be traced back to me, right?"

Mason Jacobs sneered, "Isn’t it a bit late to consider this now?"

Jeff Jenkins hurriedly said, "Brother Jacobs, what do I do now? Give me some advice."

Mason Jacobs let him go, turned and took a tissue to wipe his hands, then sat in a chair, coldly said, "Release that mother and daughter, don’t get involved with Chris Chase’s affairs anymore, just lay low as your dog!"

Jeff Jenkins’ gaze became elusive, "Ah, this I..."

Mason Jacobs sensed unease passing through his heart, raised his eyes to stare at him, "What about that mother and daughter?"

Jeff Jenkins avoided his gaze, awkwardly said, "They’re dead..."

Mason Jacobs’ pupils shrunk fiercely, "What, dead?"

"What, dead?"

Elara Hale struggled to breathe, grasped Zion Fitzwilliam’s arm, asked arduously, "What does... dead mean? Are you talking about Zoe or her mom?"

Zion Fitzwilliam held her hand, worriedly comforting, "Elara, don’t get agitated, sit down, I’ll tell you the whole story."

Elara Hale, like a walking dead, was helped to sit in the chair.

In her life, she rarely faced death directly, growing up in a warm, loving environment, the only experience being the car accident three years ago where her mother died instantly.

For her, death is an inexplicable pain, she’s always struggled to accept anything related to it.

Not to mention, it’s the death of someone she wanted to help.

Since returning from Zoe’s school today, she’d been anxious, hence took two hours leave in the afternoon to come back, not expecting Zion Fitzwilliam to be there too. She shared what happened at school with him, and Zion said he had friends who could help investigate.

Originally she didn’t hold too much hope, but surprisingly, within half an hour, he told her they were dead?

The police haven’t even released the news yet, she can’t accept Zion Fitzwilliam’s words.

Zion Fitzwilliam saw her in shock, unable to accept the facts, guilt flashed in his heart, this matter should have been preventable.

But because Zoe and her mother were merely acquaintances of Elara Hale, not people she deeply cared for, he helped from a casual standpoint, only sent two people to watch over Zoe’s school without paying much attention.

Today noon, those two reported that Zoe was taken, he suspected the ones who took Zoe and her mother could be the same group, so didn’t let them intervene and asked them to follow.

They indeed followed to the kidnapper’s den, and saw Zoe’s mother.

Originally planning to rescue both, but Zoe’s mom, tortured for days, struggled even to walk, they alarmed the kidnappers while leaving.

Who could have thought, the kidnappers had guns.

First shot Zoe’s mom in the head, instantly killing her.

And when his people tried to take Zoe, she suddenly rushed out, threw herself on her mother, saying she’d stay with her mom forever.

The kidnappers shot her too.

Urgency forced his men to flee quickly.

If only he’d known such things would happen, he should’ve planned more cautiously initially, at least preventing this outcome.

Seeing Elara Hale, still in shock and unable to accept this reality, he faintly spoke up after a long pause, answering her question, "Zoe, and her mother, are both dead."