Wrong Love, Final Goodbye: She'll Never Look Back-Chapter 366: Her Greatest Creditor Is Him!

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Chapter 366: Chapter 366: Her Greatest Creditor Is Him!

Daisy Bell followed Jasper Monroe to the underground parking lot. A low-key but luxurious car drove over, and as the assistant came forward to open the car door, Jasper Monroe got in first. Just as Daisy Bell was about to follow, the assistant closed the door.

Daisy Bell: "?"

Assistant: "Ms. Bell, our Mr. Monroe usually doesn’t share a car with anyone. Please take the car behind."

Daisy Bell turned her head and saw another sedan behind. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

After all, she needed to meet Jasper Monroe now, so she could only abide by his rules and get in the car.

After she got in the car, she sent a WeChat message to Tanya Sinclair.

Daisy Bell: [Tanya, I’ve sacrificed so much for you!]

Tanya Sinclair replied quickly with a confused expression emoji.

Daisy Bell: [Just wait for me to use my charms and gather intel for you!]

Daisy Bell had already prepared to deal with Jasper Monroe superficially, planning to bait him regardless of their conversation, intending to find out Declan Pierce’s matters before rejecting him.

But as the car drove on, Daisy Bell noticed Jasper Monroe’s car suddenly turned left at the intersection ahead.

And her car continued to move forward.

Daisy Bell was a bit bewildered and hurriedly asked the assistant sitting in the front seat, "Why did Mr. Monroe’s car go that way, aren’t we following him?"

The assistant spoke politely: "Ms. Bell, don’t worry. Mr. Monroe has gone to a private appointment. The item he intended for you has already been prepared by someone in advance. I’ll take you to retrieve it."

Daisy Bell was even more confused.

Wasn’t Jasper Monroe pursuing her? Was he truly going to give her something?

But what would Jasper Monroe give her?

Half an hour later, Daisy Bell found out the answer.

The car stopped outside a villa’s gate. A housekeeper was already waiting at the door, holding an envelope, which she directly handed to Daisy Bell.

Housekeeper: "Ms. Bell, please check it. If the IOU is correct, you may destroy it."

"IOU?" Daisy Bell was slightly startled, reaching out to receive the envelope, which contained a well-preserved IOU.

Time had passed, and the paper was a bit yellowed.

But Daisy Bell recognized her own signature from ten years ago, along with her fingerprint seal.

’I, Daisy Bell, will repay the debt my father owes you, with interest! No matter how long it takes, I will pay it back. Please trust me just this once!’

She remembered how she had held back tears at that time, dialing the largest creditor’s number, swearing and pleading for him not to destroy The Bell Family.

She didn’t know the identity of the main creditor; she only knew he was someone she couldn’t afford to offend, someone who could send The Bell Family to hell with a single word.

The person on the other end of the phone remained silent.

But that afternoon, the bank suddenly softened, giving her two weeks to settle her father’s affairs and resuming conversations about seizing the house two weeks later.

She never had the chance to hand this IOU to the main creditor personally, only to his representative...

Daisy Bell realized the truth.

Her largest creditor, the person she had been in contact with continuously for ten years... was actually Jasper Monroe!

After Tanya Sinclair returned home, she locked herself in the study.

Aunt Tawny brought lunch in at noon. She gobbled it up quickly and continued laboring over medical books.

"Found it!"

Tanya Sinclair exclaimed with some delight.

Treating Declan Pierce, there’s a chance!

An ancient medical formula might be tried, but it includes a rare and precious herb called baby grass, which has long been extinct.

Tanya Sinclair searched for quite a while and discovered that the last appearance of baby grass was three years ago at an overseas auction.

But she couldn’t find the buyer’s information.

At that moment, Tanya Sinclair unexpectedly received a call from her mentor, Preston Truman.

He said in a serious tone, "Tanya, come to my house now. There is an important person here who wants to meet you."

"Alright."

Tanya Sinclair didn’t hesitate. She had complete trust in her mentor.

After hanging up, Tanya Sinclair hurried to Professor Truman’s house.

But as she got out of the car, she sensed something unusual. There were two military vehicles parked below the teacher’s house, and two guards stood at the door.

Tanya Sinclair faintly realized this was no ordinary matter.

"Tanya." The mentor’s wife greeted her at the door, "Quickly, come in."

Tanya Sinclair walked quickly over, "Madam, do we have guests?"

The mentor’s wife patted her hand, glanced at the guards outside, and whispered, "It’s Minister Walsh from the Ministry of Defense and Secretary-General Crawford from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. They’ve been in the study for an hour. Seems they’re here for you."

What could these high-level officials want?

Tanya Sinclair: "I’ll go right away."

"Tanya!" The mentor’s wife pulled her back, whispering a caution, "If it’s something that puts you in a difficult position, feel free to refuse. Don’t worry about me and your teacher."

Tanya Sinclair smiled slightly: "I understand."

She swiftly walked to the study, knocked on the door, "Professor Truman, it’s Tanya Sinclair."

"Come in."

After being granted permission, Tanya Sinclair opened the door and entered. Inside the study, apart from Professor Truman, there were a man and a woman, both dressed in formal suits, exuding exceptional presence.

Professor Truman introduced her: "Tanya, this is Minister Walsh, and this is Secretary-General Crawford."

Tanya Sinclair slightly bowed to them, "Minister Walsh, Secretary-General Crawford."

The two nodded slightly, observing Tanya Sinclair closely, then exchanged a look. Secretary-General Crawford got up and walked over to Tanya Sinclair.

"Ms. Sinclair, time is of the essence. I’ll get straight to the point," Secretary-General Crawford said. "Your senior brother, Cameron Wenworth, recently led some postgraduates to attend an academic conference. They were taking a ship back! As a result, the entire ship was hijacked near the Gralen Island waters! The final location data transmitted back indicated they’re in the conflict zone of the Valerim Rainforest!"

Tanya Sinclair felt a tightness in her chest, "Then, my senior brother..."

Secretary-General Crawford said, "People should be fine. The terrorists have planned this thoroughly; they hijacked a ship full of the country’s top experts and scholars. They want to negotiate!"

Tanya Sinclair was puzzled: "Then, what am I supposed to do?"

As soon as she asked, the atmosphere in the study became rather tense.

Secretary-General Crawford slowly said, "One of the conditions for their release is handing you over."

"What?!" Tanya Sinclair was shocked, "Why? What do I have to do with the terrorists?"

"We’re still investigating this point, and there are no leads yet. However, the other party has provided your identity information and photo to our negotiators, making it clear that you must be handed over within five days. If it’s late by even a day, they’ll kill one person..."

Tanya Sinclair: "..."

Professor Truman said gravely: "Tanya, you can refuse this matter! This isn’t your responsibility. Even if you don’t go, I believe there are ways to rescue the hostages!"

Minister Walsh stepped forward: "Ms. Sinclair, I understand this matter will put you in a difficult position. But please rest assured, we have insiders to aid you, and we will protect your safety to the fullest extent. However, the terrorist camp is deep within the rainforest, and the terrain is complex. We can’t pinpoint it at the moment and worry about harming the hostages and the tribal villagers inside."

Secretary-General Crawford also added: "Our Ministry of Foreign Affairs has exerted pressure on the local government and regular army; they will do their best to cooperate."

Tanya Sinclair slowly exhaled, "Can I take some time to consider it?"

"Certainly." Secretary-General Crawford glanced at his watch, "The latest by six o’clock tomorrow morning, I need your definitive answer."

"Thank you..."

Subsequently, Secretary-General Crawford left his contact information.

At the door, she paused slightly, turning back to remind Tanya Sinclair, "Ms. Sinclair, they’ve kidnapped three hundred sixteen hostages. There are several children on board too. I know you are a mother as well..."