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(Regain consciousness )

When Sally got over the shock, she ran to the hall to look for her phone. She struggled to dial Mond's number as her hands trembled.

Mond answered on the third ring. "Mond, Mond, Jackson is gone. He was taken away," Sally cried incoherently, terrified inwardly.

"What are you talking about?" Mond asked. 'What happened? Who had taken him away?" Mond's mind raced a mile a minute with all the questions in his head.

"Jackson came to me, and I drugged him," Sally recounted to Mond the events from last night. She paused as her hands continued to shake uncontrollably. She continued after she took a few deep breaths,"Then this woman broke into the room with those two tall men and they took Jackson away."

"Sally, how could you..." Mond stammered through gritted teeth. Mond now knew what Sally's intention was and he should tell her off. But he was mostly worried about Jackson's safety now.

"Where did they take him?" Mond interrogated Sally.

"I have no idea," Sally stammered.

"She gave a card to one of the men. I think it's from a hotel," Sally remembered.

Sally wasn't sure if the card was from a hotel room. But it looked like it.

"Okay, got it," Mond replied before he hung up.

Sally grasped her phone even after Mond hung up. Her knees buckled down and she collapsed on the floor.

Hellen Wu fitted her wireless headset on her ear while she drove and called on the phone.

"Did everything go as planned?" A familiar feminine voice answered on the other line.

"Yes, don't worry, Auntie. It's done. Jackson is at the hotel and the footage in the hotel has been erased. Even if Jackson tried to investigate, he won't find anything," Hellen assured the person on the other line.

"Did she recognize you?" the woman demanded from Hellen.

"No. I distracted her. I mentioned her father's name and she couldn't stop thinking about him. She didn't have time to figure out who I was," Hellen deduced.

She loathed Sally. What a disgusting attempt to get a man. Hellen hated dirty women like Sally.

"Go home. Rest. And don't go out. We can't risk having anyone else recognize you," the woman commanded.

"Of course, Auntie," Hellen agreed. "By the way, Auntie, that woman was going to sleep with..." Hellen continued.

The woman interrupted Hellen.

"Enough. We don't need to gossip," the woman retorted with anger in her voice.
"I'm on the way home," Hellen answered.

Mond ordered his men to look for Jackson. He had already checked all the hotels in the city for him.

But he couldn't find Jackson. So he called Derek for help.

"Mond?" Derek answered his phone after he recovered from the shock that Mond was calling him.

"Jackson's gone. I need you to ask your connections to find him," Mond ordered. He didn't bother to exchange pleasantries with Derek.

"What happened?" Derek demanded. "It was Sally. But we can't waste time. Jackson is in danger. Find him. Hurry!" Mond ordered.

"I'm going to find him," Derek declared before he hung up the phone.

Derek called all his contacts and, 30 minutes later, he found Jackson in a hotel downtown.

He arrived at the hotel and convinced the front desk clerk to take him to the room. The moment he opened the door, Derek rushed inside.

He discovered an unconscious Jackson on the bed. He rushed to Jackson and checked for injuries. He heaved a sigh of relief when he found none.

'What the hell happened!?' Derek questioned in his mind. "Who brought him here?" Derek turned to the front desk clerk furiously.

"There was this tall man who brought him here. And he gave me the card key to the room. He said that the man in the room was named Mr. Jackson and he was not to be disturbed. That's all I know," the clerk answered respectfully. He had no idea what was going on.

"What does he look like?" Derek asked while he wondered in his mind who was behind all this. What did they want with Jackson?

The clerk shook his head. "I don't remember his face. He left immediately after he gave the card," the clerk said.

Derek looked down at the clerk. "Tell your manager I want to see the video footage."

"Yes, sir." The clerk scrambled out of the room to look for the manager.

Derek sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette with a troubled expression.

Jackson moaned. His nose twitched at the smell of cigarette smoke. The drugs' effects have begun to wear off. He finally lifted his hand and nursed his throbbing head. He opened his eyes slowly.

The first thing he saw was the luxurious crystal pendant chandelier on the ceiling. He moved his eyes and realized he was in a luxurious bedroom. Observing that the room was elegantly decorated, he assumed that he was in a five-star hotel.
Jackson tried to pull himself up off the bed to sit up and found Derek smoking on the sofa.

"Derek," Jackson called out, looking bewildered.

Derek heard Jackson's voice but made no response. He looked down at his cigarette thoughtfully.

"What are you doing here?" Jackson asked. Jackson got out of the bed, moved closer to Derek, and asked,"What am I doing here?"

Derek put his cigarette in the ashtray, snuffed it out and took a look at Jackson. "Go take a shower first. I'll tell you what happened after," he told Jackson.

Jackson nodded at Derek. He knew something terrible happened at the sight of Derek's grave expression. Derek has never looked this serious before.

"Okay," Jackson nodded and headed to the bathroom.

When Jackson came out of the bathroom half an hour later, Derek was engaged in conversation with the hotel manager.

"I am sorry, Mr. Mond, about the video but the footage of Mr. Jackson arriving in the hotel has been deleted," the manager explained. The manager apologized again and again to the two powerful tycoons in front of him.

Derek didn't say anything, looking at Jackson who was coming his way.

The manager faced Jackson and bowed to him and greeted obediently. "Mr. Jackson."

"It seems you aren't managing the security of your hotel room," Jackson declared to the manager. Jackson already had an idea how he ended up in the room but it was still unclear. But he remembered some details while he was in the shower. He remembered what happened before he lost consciousness.

"I assure you, Mr. Jackson," the manager began. "Only authorized staff are allowed in the security room. This has never happened and we apologize again. We are so sorry, Mr. Jackson, Mr. Mond," the managed pleaded.

Derek and Jackson exchanged looks and they knew someone destroyed the footage deliberately.

"Leave us," Jackson commanded the manager.

The manager bowed and scrambled out of the room.

"Someone did this on purpose," Derek stated.

"How did you know I was here?" Jackson asked.

"Mond called and said you were in danger. He couldn't find you and asked me for help," Derek told him.

"I remember what happened to me. I saw Sally. And she put something in my water. Then I drank it and the next thing I knew, I woke up in this room," Jackson recounted. He had some theories on what might have happened when he was unconscious but he didn't want to say it out loud.

"Mond knew you were in danger," Derek said again.

"Maybe Sally called him," Jackson assumed.

"What do you think of this matter?" Derek asked Jackson.

"They did me a favor for sure," Jackson answered. "If they hadn't, I don't know what would have happened. If something happened between me and Sally, how can I explain that to Cherry? I can't do anything to upset her, especially when she's pregnant," Jackson stated.

"Yeah, that's true," Derek nodded in deep thought. "But who saved you? And they deleted the footage. Whoever did this wants something from you," he continued.

Derek tried to think of who could do this to Jackson. But, if they wanted something from Jackson, they should have stayed here and waited for Jackson to wake up.

Jackson read his mind. "Maybe they didn't want to do it for money."

Jackson couldn't think of anyone. But he's still glad. He was relieved somebody helped him get out of Sally's trap. He can't afford to lose Cherry again.

"Maybe," Derek echoed.

Jackson wanted the conversation to end so he changed the subject,"Mond and I are on better terms now."

Derek nodded. "I noticed that. He was really anxious and concerned when he called me up. I'm happy for you two. I'm glad he's finally let go of his anger."

"We need to take better care of him. He's our friend now," Jackson proposed.

'Derek and I are Mond's big brothers now, so we need to look after him, ' he thought.

"Of course. I am happy to that," Derek replied. He was the one who told Cherry about Jackson and Mond's relationship and Cherry wanted them to be at peace. And now she succeeded.

"I'm glad to hear that," Jackson patted Derek's shoulder. "Can I borrow your car? I need to go home and see Cherry. And please get my car back from Sally's. I'll send you the address"

"Alright fine. I know Cherry and Joe are the most important people to you," Derek handed his car keys to Jackson.

"I'll go ahead. Text me," Derek rose and hugged Jackson.

"I will, thanks," Jackson replied.



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