The Good Girl's Revenge

Derek, who was boarding the plane, was suddenly enveloped in a very uncomfortable feeling.

It was as if something was pressing on his chest, and the moody feeling made his face look a little gloomy.

What happened?

Derek couldn't help but caress the painful part just now. He didn't get hurt at all. How could it be so uncomfortable?

It was as if something important was about to be lost.

"Mr. Xavier, are you okay?"

Derek had always been only in first class by plane, so everyone was serving for him.

Seeing that his face was not as normal, the stewardess immediately came over and asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Derek waved his hand. The feeling had subsided for a while, but there was a feeling of unease in his heart, "When will we get there? "

The current state of isolation, for no reason, made him feel flustered.

"About five hours.” Although Derek said he was fine, the stewardess brought a cup of warm water and a blanket, "You may be too tired, right? Do you want to have a rest?"

These days, Derek had been dealing with the company's affairs abroad while he had to focus on solving the difficulties that Meredith encountered in her life.

Although it was not impossible for him to leave the trivial matters of Meredith to others, he still took care of them all by himself.

He wanted to be able to do more for her and see that woman one more time. These all make him feel at ease, he was quite content even in adversity.

"Maybe. Wake me up an hour early."

Derek rubbed his eyebrows. Maybe he really needed to rest.

Meredith vented her anger in the room for a while before slowly calming herself down.

Right now, she could no longer give up on herself. If she gave up, there would be no hope. If she persevered, perhaps, there was still a new life.

Meredith thought about it, opening the door, and, unsurprisingly, saw the guard standing outside, "Miss Mason, what do you need?"

Meredith shook her head. She just wanted to see what was going on outside. However, just such a glance was enough to make her speechless. Violet obviously prepared a lot to her. She was only a pregnant woman, and there were a dozen of strong guys to guard her.

In that case, even if she wanted to run away, it was impossible.

"I want to have dinner."

Meredith said calmly.

Her request surprised the guards. After all, being kidnapped but still having an appetite for food was something unusual.

However, Violet had ordered that they should give daily supplies to Meredith, and that of course included food. Violet didn't want to harm the baby. Thus, they immediately sent someone to make the dinner.

Meredith closed the door. She didn't want to talk one more word with those evil people.

She went back to her room, found out a sheet of paper and a pen, and marked the positions of the people she had just seen, as well as the shape and layout of the building.

Now, she was on the third floor of a villa. With a baby, it was impossible to jump and escape from the window. Outside, there were four guards on duty every day. And more stood by downstairs. Escape? No way!

Meredith's brows furrowed tightly, and she was holding the pen in her hand with great power, almost breaking it off.

Was there really no other way?

Just as she was racking her brains trying to figure out how to get out of here, someone knocked on the door. Meredith walked over and saw that someone had brought dinner.

In such a short time, they made a very sumptuous nutritious meal for a pregnant woman. She looked at it and wanted to laugh. What was this? It was like the last sumptuous dinner before the killing.

In the eyes of the Xaviers, she was probably a fertility machine.

"Thank you."

Meredith was about to close the door when the person who had just spoken to her said slowly, "Miss Mason, if I guessed right, you didn't want to eat anything at all, you wanted to see our distribution, right?"

In order to ensure the safety of this incident, Violet specially brought in a group of highly trained people. Their abilities surpassed ordinary bodyguards quite a lot.

It was only after a short contact that he realized something was wrong.

"I don't understand what you're saying.” Meredith pretended as if nothing had happened, but her palms were already soaked with cold sweat.

Unexpectedly, these people were not only numerous but could even observe such tiny details.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to admit it, but I have something to say.”

"Right now, the Xaviers doesn't want to hurt you and your baby. As long as you cooperate with us, you'll be fine. But if you don't want to be obedient, we also have other methods-- If you don't mind being tied down for a month before the due date, and being watched 24 hours a day..."

Meredith sensed a threat in his words and said, "Don't you think it's shameless of you to threaten a pregnant woman like that?"

"We're just doing things with promised money. As for being shameless or not, you can discuss it with the Xaviers."

Meredith turned around and shut the door tightly. Out of anger, she locked the door a few more times, deliberately making the sound very harsh.

But even she knew it was pointless.

She was now the meat on the chopping block and could only be slaughtered.

the Xaviers... had been manipulating her for so long, but now they still wanted to manipulate her life?

Meredith suddenly felt very tired in her heart. Since Ava's car accident of hitting Derek, fate seemed to be an invisible thread that linked her life to everything in the Xaviers.

She wanted to get rid of it, but she could not. Could this be the so-called "in a fitting twist of fate"? Meredith's eyes flashed with confusion.

At this moment, the baby in her belly kicked her again.

Now, not long after the due date, the child would occasionally make a fuss in her belly, as if it was showing its presence.

Normally, Meredith would be happy to record such a situation, but now, she was not in the mood at all.

She caressed her belly melancholically. Now, as soon as the child left her body, the Xaviers would probably start to handle her immediately.

But now that it was still in her body, how could she bear it?

Meredith clenched her lips and drove all these thoughts out of her mind, ignoring them, then forced herself to pick up her chopsticks and start eating the food prepared by those people.

Although she did not have any appetite, she could not give up on herself. The child in her belly needed nutrition. She must eat and drink something, by doing so she could have a good condition. Only by keeping her strength, could she have the chance to escape.