Babel Novel
Chapter 169
Chapter 169
My dad sat there, exuding an air of confidence and stability, telling me what a rock meant.
"So, go ahead and do what you want to do! Whatever you decide, you have my unconditional support!"
Dad said, his demeanor demonstrating a total disregard for any potential obstacles.
"Dad! What are you going to do with Gemma?" I asked, expressing my concern for this matter in my
voice.
"Let's keep her around for now. She can be useful and is the best way to pass information to Jaylan!"
Dad's words instantly enlightened me about his intentions. Indeed, some information would only be
convincing if delivered through her.
"But we must be careful. I'm afraid the Dawson family might resort to foul play." I voiced my concern. If
Jaylan could drug me through Zora, he wouldn't spare my parents, either.
Dad picked up on the additional implication in my words and asked, "Tell me, what's the story behind
your sickness?"
I sighed, picked up my cup of coffee and took a sip to steady my nerves. I knew I couldn't hide these
things from my dad, who was as smart as a fox. So, I told him everything, which left him shaking with
anger.
He finally spoke, "Dear lord! My daughter has survived a great disaster, and she's bound to have good
fortune in the future! ,I won't let that bastard get away with this! No way!”
"I'm afraid they might target you, considering their method of operation. Since they have planted this
woman near you, they surely have ill intentions. We must be on our guard," I continued, feeling uneasy
about Gemma.
"Don't worry about that. Getting rid of her would be a piece of cake! But now that she's here, we can't
let her leave without bearing the consequences," Dad replied, his tone sharp.
"If necessary, let's use some tactics. It's better than living in constant fear," I suggested, looking at Dad
worriedly.
Dad chuckled. "Ronan suggested we monitor her, too, but I don’t think it’s necessary. You see, that
bastard doesn't know my intentions, my strong power, or our financial strength. He won't make a move
just yet!"
"I've thought about that, but having a ghost around is always unsettling," I confessed.
"The moment she tries anything, it'll be her ticket to jail. Just trust me," Dad reassured me in a decisive
tone.
I turned to Dad and said, “Dad, I'm thinking of leaving Probert here with you and Mom. He can go to
school here. This kid is empathetic, and I'll be relieved if he stays with you. Lastly, I really don't have
the time to care for him now. We can make further plans once everything is over.”
"What about Monique?" Dad asked.
"Monique…" I pondered. "This child is a bit hard to handle, and she goes to a boarding school, so it This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.
won't affect me." This was my real thought. It could save me a lot of trouble when Monique was at
school.
Dad nodded. "The harder to handle, the less we should let her be her way. I've noticed that this child
carries more of the Dawson family's genes. We can't do nothing and let her be. Plus, to prevent the
Dawson family from taking desperate measures and using her to threaten you, we can't leave any
loose ends. Let her stay with us, too."
I felt a pang in my heart. Dad was right. Monique indeed had more of the Dawson family's genes.
Sometimes, her temper did resemble her Aunt Jessica's.
But what Dad thought was absolutely possible. At a critical moment, Jaylan could definitely use
Monique to threaten me, especially as Monique was leaning more towards her father due to my illness.
Seeing that I didn't respond, Dad continued, "Don't worry. This place is safe. Carl is a bit young and
needs you. Keep him by your side. Helga is good. You can trust her."
"I need to talk to Monique first. She's a bit rebellious!" I said, fearing that she might not agree and
would cause trouble for my parents.
"Don't worry! I have ways to change her mind!" Dad said confidently.
Just then, my phone rang. I took it out and glanced at the screen. It was an unmarked number, but I
remembered it. It was Marissa's.