The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye) novel Chapter 895

It was an unfamiliar number, but Newell felt uneasy.

He turned on the answer button, and the voice of Kolton could be heard.

"You're Newell, right? I think you should know who I am. Although I don't like the fact that my daughter found a man like you as her husband, I won't say anything since she likes you. However, shouldn't you do something to show your filial piety for me?"

Koiton's shameless words made Newell feel slightly disgusted. Well, he was feeling disgusted, but now he knew that Kolton had kidnapped his parents and broken up his family. At this thought, a wave of hatred surged out from Newell's heart.

"Bah! You think too highly of yourself."

"Of course, I like to think positively. It doesn't matter if you don't agree with me. By the way, I should take my daughter back to visit your father. We should let him meet his daughter- inlaw. What do you think?"

Koiton's words immediately made Newell nervous.

"What...what have you done to Sisi?"

"Hah! She's my daughter. What can I do to her? I just came to see her. Am I right, Sisi?"

As soon as Kolton finished speaking, Newell heard Sisi's voice from the other end of the call.

"Newell and I have broken up! Hah! Do you think he will want such a woman like me who betrayed her own brother?"

Newell's heart suddenly throbbed.

Sisi was really in Koiton's hands!

How could it be?

Newell was slightly panicked.

"Don't touch her! Just come to me if you want anything! No matter what, she is still your birth daughter! How can you do this to her?"

"If she wasn't my birth daughter, she would have died long ago! Newell, let's stop wasting our time talking nonsense. Nathaniel sent Pryce to the detention centre, so I need you to find a way to bring him back to me.

Kolton had pushed his limits!

"What can I do if he has been sent to the detention house? You're making things difficult for me, aren't you?"

Newell was a little depressed.

However, Kolton sneered, "Heh! I don't care. If I can't see Pryce in a day, you'll be collecting Sisi's body. Newell, don't think that I'll feel bad for her. My daughter is useless to me, and I want my son instead. Do you understand?"

After that, he hung up the phone directly.

Newell's heart was thumping fast.

When Zion came out, he saw Newell standing there with a pale face, as if he had lost his soul.

Newell had been in a good mood just now. How could he change his emotions in a blink?

Zion walked over and pushed Newell.

"Uncle Newell, what's wrong with you again?"

Newell looked at Zion and said apologetically, "I'm fine. Have you finished packing?"

"Yeah, this is the food that Aunt Lucy brought for Mommy. Are we leaving now?"

"Yeah."

Newell was a little absent-minded, and Zion didn't probe either.

They got into the car and went to the hospital.

Zion came to Mango's ward and knocked on the door, while Newell went to check the security work.

"Come in."

Mango spoke faintly.

Zion opened the door and walked in. He called out brightly, "Mommy!" "Hello, Zion! I've heard your daddy said that you're amazing. You mowed down Pryce No. 2 all by yourself. What did I do to deserve such a brilliant son?"

Mango hugged Zion's forehead and kissed it a few times.

Zion was a little awkward when Mango started showing her affections, but he had no choice but to let her do as she wished. After all, she felt happy doing it.

When Mango finally let go of Zion, he took out the food that he had brought.

"It's cooked by Aunt Lucy, and she said that it can replenish blood. It seems like pork liver soup to me. Mommy, please take as much as you can."

Mango frowned slightly.

"Don't you want to share it with me? Since you're growing up physically, why don't you eat some too?"

As Mango spoke, she was about to pour some soup to Zion.

Zion quickly stopped her and said with schadenfreude, "Mommy, you're a patient. You have to eat more. Otherwise, the outsiders will spread out the rumours and say that you're pretending to be hurt."

Zion almost burst into laughter when he thought of how the outsiders had described Mango to the point that she was on the verge of death.

His mommy had the potential to become a star indeed.

Of course, Mango knew that Zion was making fun of her! She pretended to be furious and said, "How dare you bully me? I'll ask your daddy to beat your a*s!"

"Mommy, how can you complain when you're growing old? Why are you so childish?"

Zion started to look down on her.

However, Mango acted as if she didn't see anything and said, "Who cares? It's fine as long as it works."

"I'm looking down on you."

Zion sat down on the chair with his legs swaying. Seeing Mango's brows furrowed as she drank the pork liver soup, he couldn't help but smile and say, "Mommy, your face looks exactly like Uncle Newell's. He had a ghastly expression, but he was clearly happy not long before."

"Uncle Newell?"

Mango put down her bowl and chopsticks.

"Yeah, that's right. Who else could it be?"

Zion's words caused Mango to be slightly taken

aback.

Nathaniel had told her about the progress of Newell's matter. By right, he shouldn't be upset. Was there something wrong again?

"Where's your Uncle Newell?"

"He went to check the security, and I think he'll be here soon."