Chapter 502: Chapter 502: Bella Foster, You’re Really Ruthless_1

Gavin Graves looked at Bella Foster with suspicion, but said nothing and made a phone call to order Lester Williams to come over immediately.

“Bella, you good child, it was Gavin who was wrong last time,” Mrs. Graves said gratefully, clutching Bella Foster’s hand, “As soon as your second brother is rescued, I’ll have him apologize to you!”

Bella Foster was ecstatic inside, almost bursting into laughter, but she still tried to maintain a worried expression on her face, saying, “I hope I can be of help, so the second young master doesn’t have to suffer too much…”

How could the future head of the Graves Family apologize to a woman? Mrs. Graves was just speaking without thinking due to her anxiety.

However, Bella Foster and Mrs. Foster didn’t take it seriously; they had achieved their goal, and both mother and daughter were in good spirits.

After Lester Williams arrived, he said that there were many places with apricot blossoms in Clearwater City, not just in several parks, but also in the green belts of residential communities and those villas with gardens, which were even more impossible to count.

Bella Foster said, “The scent of apricot blossoms is very faint. The strong smell of apricot blossoms on this ransom note indicates that it must have been close to a large apricot blossom grove!”

If it was an apricot blossom grove, it would be much easier to narrow down.

They immediately located Apricot Village, where the hillsides were covered in apricot blossoms, and when they bloomed, the sight was spectacular.

Lester Williams left and came back, whispering a few words in Gavin’s ear, causing a slight change in Gavin’s expression.

Mrs. Graves couldn’t hear what they were saying and was anxious, asking, “What’s the status of the search? Have you found the second young master?”

Gavin’s gaze coldly swept over Bella Foster, his face expressionless, as he said, “He’s in Apricot Village.”

“Then what are we waiting for! Go and bring him back!” Mrs. Graves got up impatiently, not even bothering to put on her coat before heading out, and then asked Gavin, “Is your brother okay? Did they catch the kidnappers? Did they hurt your brother?”

Gavin remained silent and walked out with heavy steps.

Mrs. Graves thought he was just in a hurry and didn’t notice anything unusual.

The entire Graves Family got into the car and headed for Apricot Village, with Mrs. Foster and Bella Foster also getting into the car with Mrs. Graves.

The group rushed to Apricot Village and found a farm stay; Gavin’s men said that Second Young Master Graves was inside.

Bella Foster could almost imagine the terrible sight of Gerald Graves with broken legs and blind eyes, and the disgraceful state of Purple Summers barely clothed. Her emotions were a mix of excitement and nervousness, her heart pounding!

She tried hard to gather her emotions, preparing to rush in and hug Gerald Graves, crying bitterly!

But when she actually walked in, what she saw was Gerald Graves leaning against the wooden door frame, smoking a cigarette. Though his clothes were a bit wrinkled, his demeanor was relaxed and lazy, not at all like someone who had been through hardship!

Bella Foster was instantly confused.

What happened?

Instinctively, she looked at her mother, her eyes seemingly asking: How could this be? Why is Gerald fine?

Mrs. Foster’s face turned a few shades paler; she was confused too.

Weren’t they supposed to break his legs and blind his eyes? How is the second young master unharmed? And what about Purple Summers! Where did Purple Summers go?

What exactly went wrong?

Did those kidnappers change their minds at the last minute and no longer want the remaining 300 thousand?

Mrs. Foster and Bella Foster were both struck with waves of shock, unable to believe it. How could their well-arranged plan turn out like this?!

At that moment, Gerald Graves also saw Bella Foster, and he sneered, “So it really was you, Bella Foster, you’re truly ruthless!”

Bella Foster stood there frozen, staring at Gerald Graves in a daze.

The March sunlight shone on her, but she felt as if she were being pierced by ice picks, shivering with cold.

Everyone was looking at her.

Mrs. Graves, seeing her son unharmed and ready to embrace Gerald Graves and cry, suddenly heard his words, and her tears stopped, looking at Gerald Graves in astonishment, “Gerald, what do you mean by that?”