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Chapter 259
In the Lindsay family, "mother" was like a forbidden word. No one dared mention it.
With a sigh, Nanson looked at the young man, "Hey, kiddo, what's your name? Leave me your number, will ya? I'm a born and bred Cloudcrest local. If I hear anything about your mom, I'll give you a call."
Gerard rattled off his digits. "I'm Gerard Lindsay."
Nanson looked up at Gerard and continued, "My name's Nanson Yeager. Just call me Nanson."
Meanwhile, in the Capital City.
Edna was out on her balcony, talking on the phone.
Suddenly, her face went pale, "What did you say? Cloudcrest. He's gone to Cloudcrest."
If Gerard had indeed gone to Cloudcrest, all their secrets could have been exposed.
Panic surged through Edna like never before.
Had her eighteen years of hard work been in vain?
No. She couldn't accept that.
"Keep your shirt on," the voice on the other end said, "Gerard doesn't have a clue right now, and he won't find Carole. But we need to get the Lindsay clan to bring Gerard back pronto. If he keeps this up, trouble's brewing."
"I got it." Edna hung up and rushed over to the Lindsay family mansion.
"Janet. We've got a situation."
"What's the fuss about?" Janet set down her chicken noodle soup.
Edna continued, "Darleen Fletcher's classmate told her that Gerry never went to Saltwater Metropolis. Janet, are you sure Gerry went there?"
Janet nodded affirmatively, "That's what he told me."
"Could something have happened to him on the road?" Janet frowned, "Where's the butler? Check on Gerry's whereabouts, stat."
The butler promptly set out to investigate.
It wasn't long before they tracked down Gerard, and the butler returned with a strange look on his face, "Madam, Gerry..."
"What happened to him?" Janet asked, impatient.
The butler continued, "He's in Cloudcrest."
Janet was stunned. What in the world was Gerard doing in Cloudcrest? Was he looking for Carole? That little bastard!
She had raised him from diapers, and he hadn't even bothered to tell her before he went off in search of that flighty Carole.
Did he even consider her, his grandmother, anymore?
"The scoundrel. The absolute scoundrel." Janet slammed her fist on the table.
"Janet, calm down," Edna quickly stood up to support Janet, "Gerry's just a kid, and he doesn't understand. Maybe he just went to Cloudcrest for a bit of fun."
Janet didn't respond directly but instructed the butler instead, "Get someone to bring Gerry back from Cloudcrest immediately."
"Right away, madam," the butler hurried off to make arrangements.
As the butler's figure disappeared, Janet sat back down, unable to help coughing loudly. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.
Edna soothed Janet, "Maybe Gerry just missed his mother, that's all. You mustn't get upset."
"That woman, fit to be Gerry's mother?" Janet fumed, "When he was just a little thing, no bigger than a kitten. I raised him with sweat and tears. Would he even be alive today if it weren't for me?"
The memories brought a fresh wave of anger.
Anger at Gerard's thoughtlessness.
Anger at Carole's flightiness.
Edna added, "Gerry's young now, but when he grows up, he'll understand all you've done for him."
"Grow up? How much more does he need to grow?" Janet looked at Edna, "He's already 19 years old. He's about to start college. Edna, you tell me, how much longer does he need before he comes to his senses?"