Babel Novel
Chapter 22 The Helicopter Was On The Rooftop
At Harper’s words, Logan said, “Should I thank you then, sister?” His tone was biting.
‘Did he have to hurt me like this?’ Harper’s eyes felt dry. She slowly lifted her head to look at the man in the car, “Logan, I’ve really tried these years. If someday… If someday you remember everything, please don’t blame me.”
This time, she truly let go.
“Even if I remember, I’ll still love Fiona.”
“Is that so?”
So heartless… Harper gave a bitter smile. “I understand. Bye…”
She turned resolutely and walked away. A gust of wind swept by, lifting her skirt and tousling her hair.
“…”
Logan sat in the car, watching Harper’s retreating figure.
This was the first time she left so decisively in front of him. Before, she wouldn’t leave until he drove her away.
It’s best if this time it’s for real.
Logan withdrew his gaze, loosening his tie with an unexplainable sense of annoyance, her words echoing in his mind.
“Logan, I’ve really tried these years. If someday… If someday you remember everything, please don’t blame me.”
When she said those words, it was obvious she was looking at another man through him. Looking at the past him, in a farewell-like manner…
A farewell? That would be for the best.
Logan simply pulled off his tie and tossed it onto the seat beside him. The driver, seeing this through the rearview mirror, cautiously asked, “Master, are you feeling unwell?”
“No. Go to Fiona’s villa.”
Even with the driver, Logan was always polite and gentle, only ever angry with Harper.
When she pestered him, he got angry.
Now that she suddenly stopped, he was inexplicably angry.
‘Logan, you really are a masochistic man.’ Logan took a deep breath, still able to see Harper’s figure getting farther and farther away in the side mirror…
…
Harper didn’t know how she made it back home. All she could hear was Logan’s voice echoing in her ears…
“Harper, even though it’s an eye surgery, this time it involves the brain. After listening to so many cheesy audiobooks with you, what if I lose my memory?”
“If I forget, you have to help me remember. I won’t forget you no matter who else I forget.”
“Fiona and I are getting engaged.”
“Harper, can you stop bothering me?”
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“If you’re truly kidnapped… After you die, I’ll claim your body out of familial obligation.”
“For a woman who spends all day trying to seduce her brother-in-law, what attitude do you think I should have?”
Thinking back on years of entanglement with Logan, and remembering all the disdain from her loved ones, Harper leaned against the doorway and laughed.
Upon reflection, she’d been quite foolish these past few years. She kept trying to steal her sister’s man, causing rifts within the family. She deserved it…
Luckily, it’s all over now.
It’s all over.
No more bothering Logan, no more dwelling on the past memories. From now on, she’ll be Harper, living for herself.
Harper wiped away her tears, took out her keys from her bag, and unlocked the door.
As soon as she pushed the door open, she froze.
The house was a mess, her sketches scattered everywhere. Even the shoes in the shoebox were thrown around, as if a robber had ransacked the place.
It must have been Blaze’s doing. Standing at the door for a moment, Harper could only come to this conclusion. He was probably searching her house for something related to the child…
Encountering Logan suddenly made her almost forget the most important thing right now. She needed to find evidence to prove her innocence.
She had thought of a solution. The simplest and most direct way was to go to the hospital for a check-up and have the doctors prove that she had never given birth.
With the solution in mind, Harper wasn’t in a rush to go to the hospital. She was too tired right now. All she wanted was to lie down and rest for the night.
She walked into the house, plugged in her phone to charge, and then tidied up the room a bit before heading into the bedroom to sleep.
She thought that after encountering Logan, she would torment herself mentally before falling asleep. But this time, as soon as she snuggled under the warm and comfortable blanket, she felt sleepy, quickly drifting off into slumber…
“Dang, dang, dang…”
In the middle of the night, a noisy sound resembling a machine engine echoed from outside, giving Harper a headache. Unable to sleep, she got up from bed, threw on a jacket, and walked out of her house.
Other residents also came out in the hallway , asking each other what was going on and where the noise was coming from.
“Huh…” Harper yawned, looking out into the dark night sky, feeling a bit confused. Where was that noise coming from? It was too loud.
“Harper! Get your ass up to the rooftop!”
Suddenly, a domineering male voice echoed in the night sky. It was obvious that the voice was amplified through some sort of speaker, each word ringing out loudly and clearly.
Harper’s sleepiness instantly vanished, her eyes widening in shock. That voice… Blaze? It couldn’t be… She must have misheard.
Turning around to go back inside, she soon heard Dylan’s voice echoing in the night sky as well, “Miss Shaw, Master is waiting for you on the rooftop. Please come up immediately.”
“Miss Shaw, Master is waiting for you on the rooftop. Please come up immediately.”
“Miss Shaw, Master is waiting for you on the rooftop. Please come up immediately.”
Three times in a row.
Even complaints piled up from the residents, Dylan’s voice showed no sign of stopping…
Harper had no choice but to make her way towards the rooftop.
What could Blaze possibly want from her at this hour?
Upon reaching the rooftop, Harper was greeted by the sight of intense lighting, rows of floodlights illuminating the entire night like daylight. In the distance, four helicopters were parked.
So this was where the ‘dang, dang, dang’ noise was coming from, Harper finally understood.
Beside the helicopters stood rows of bodyguards. Dylan looked at her with a gentle smile, “Miss Shaw.”