My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 615

"There's no clue as of now. From the minimal traces left on site, the one who saved Willa Logan was very stealthy. It must be someone from a powerful family," Betty deduced.

"She was rescued?" Karen echoed back, feeling her tension easing up. This meant that Willa was still alive!

That was good news. However, this mysterious saviour confounded her. Who on earth was it?

"That's right. Willa has always been nothing but kind to others, this must be the universe's way of repaying her kindness," Betty said, letting out a relieved sigh.

It might have been someone who had just been passing by. They might have just stumbled upon the heavily-injured Willa by accident and helped her.

Perhaps it had merely been a good Samaritan.

"Yes, Willa really is blessed, isn't she? Right, try searching for the person who helped her, if possible," Karen said.

"Alright. President Lee, that woman you just met up with, she ... " Betty trailed off, her tone filled with worry for Karen.

To Betty, Karen had been the one to bestow her with her life. She was immensely grateful to her and would sacrifice herself for her.

She felt that she was indebted to Karen. "I think she's going to pull something on me," Karen answered, her eyes turning cold.

It was obvious. After all, a stubborn woman like her would not be able to tolerate any of this.

"What should we do then?" Betty asked.

The woman was Miss Whitlock, the one from the hidden family.

"Simple. The last one standing between the both of us, wins," Karen stated.

Betty nodded at that. She would put all her trust in Karen's judgement.

"Go ahead. I'll get back to update Chucky on the situation. I wonder if he'll be awake," Karen huffed.

The thought of Chuck now made her sigh.

Betty nodded in understanding. Meanwhile, she would dig hard to search for Willa's mysterious

saviour.

With that, Karen then walked up to the plane. Before she boarded, she turned back to Betty and stated, "Look, your safety is key, alright? Your well-being is the most important. If you need money to settle something, I will pay for it regardless of the amount. Just stay safe, remember that."

"Got it," Betty answered, her eyes slightly wet from the soft tone in Karen's voice.

With a nod, Karen proceeded to turn and go on her way.

Overcome with emotion, Betty ran up to Karen and hugged her, "President Lee, thank you for everything. I have always thought you were more like a close relative to me than an employer ... "

"I know. I don't consider you as just my subordinate either," Karen said.

Betty let go then as she did not dare overdo it. This was the first time she had hugged Karen since she was a child.

Karen had been thinking about the preciousness of life. She had only said so because she had true feelings towards Betty.

"Thank you," Betty replied, still feeling touched.

After Karen left by plane, Betty managed to calm herself down. Then, she began to track the clues left behind more closely to find Willa's saviour.

Meanwhile, in a room. This room was luxurious and extremely spacious. The decor of the house was a little indescribable.

Anyone who looked at it would wonder if they were in heaven due to the elegant interior design! Everything looked expensive. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

On the bed lay a pale-faced woman. There were thick gauzes all around her head that were stained with blood.

On her arms, there were scars and wounds that were caused by tree branches. The gunshot wounds on her shoulders were prominently displayed as well.

Her face was drained of colour.

She looked delicate and vulnerable like a glass fairy.

By the door stood an old man who looked extremely distinguished. It was clear that in his youth, he had been a very handsome man indeed.

All he did was just fix his gaze at the woman on the bed.

This woman was Willa.

She was still alive. However, having been drugged up from all the medication, she had fallen into a deep sleep.

"Mr. Yeager," A young man greeted as he walked over, respectfully lowering his head as he did.

"How is she?" Thomson asked.

Three days ago when he had been strolling the forest trails, he had stumbled upon a seriously injured Willa who had been unconscious at the time. He was the one who issued the order to rescue Willa.

"The situation doesn't look too good. When she fell, she hit her head on a branch which caused a concussion. Also, the gunshot wounds were extremely close to her heart. If she had been weaker, she would have long died from that. However, she seems to be in good physical shape, and her willpower is strong. She has managed to hold on all this while ... " Tyrion explained.

"So she will survive then?" Thomson's expression flitted a little from its previous indifference as he asked.

"Yes, she will. She has already gotten through the most dangerous phase. There's at least an eighty percent chance that she'll make it through, but ... " Tyrion trailed off.

"What?"

"Well, it's her head. The force at which she had hit it ... It may lead to some detrimental effects when she wakes up."

"Like?"

"Well, it's hard to say as it differs from individual to individual. But usually, her memories will be greatly affected by it. She might have amnesia," Tyrion said.

When he had first looked at Willa's condition, he had been shocked. The woman's entire body had been covered in blood.

It was impressive that despite her serious head injury, she had still managed to stay alive. It was nothing short of a miracle.

This woman's willpower was off the charts.

She must have encountered similar situations like this before.

"Amnesia?" Thomson echoed.

"Yes, it's highly possible. Her head has been seriously injured after all."

"I see. Well, have you found out who she is yet? She doesn't look like an ordinary woman, she must be from a powerful family," Thomson devised.

"Yes, she really is peculiar, isn't she. Alas, she doesn't have that background."

"Oh?" Thomson queried.

"Her name is Willa, and she's a foreigner. She owns many companies under her own name, and her status is even higher than the Four Greatest Households in her country. However, she had laid low. There1 s also something else interesting I found about her," Tyrion reported to Thomson after having found out Willa's identity.

"Oh, what is it? Is she associated with someone really prominent?" Thomson asked, feeling indifferent.

"Do you know about the infamous Karen Lee? Well, apparently, this woman was raised by Karen herself ... " Tyrion explained.

"Oh, that's quite interesting," Thomson had heard about her from his peers.

"Yes, Karen has been in the limelight

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recently. According to what I've found, Willas association with Karen is pretty amazing."

"Karen ... that woman is very ambitious. I don't like her. However, how could she have gotten this injured with someone like Karen on her side?" Thomson asked, intrigued.

"That ... I'm not quite sure but I have a theory based on rumours l1 ve heard around. Would you like to hear it?"

"Go ahead. You're usually right most days, I'll take your word for it," Thomson said.

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"Right. Apparently, someone had hijacked Willas private plane. That someone is someone I'm sure you can guess ... " Tyrion trailed off.

"Oh my, how fascinating. Are you talking about the Whitlock family? Have they suddenly felt too lonely and decided to come out of hiding after all this time?" Thomson smiled as he said.

"I'm not sure, but according to our spies, we know that Miss Whitlock was previously captured by someone ..."

"Really? Things are getting more and more interesting, aren't they? Then what happened?"

"It seems that someone had managed to save her, and it was Karen's son ... "

"A son? What is his relationship with Willa then?''

"Karen had raised Willa since she was a lot younger. Deducing from Willa's age, she could most likely become his wife ... "

"Wife? Oh, I understand now. Do you mean Miss Whitlock had attacked Willa because she wanted Karen's son all to herself?" Thomson deduced.

"Yes, that should be about the gist of what happened. Her motive has been made clear."

"That woman ... She really is weird. When my son had pursued her, she even turned him down! Now look at her, crushing on an ordinary man's son. It's ... " Thomson started to trail off, with a dismissive wave of his hand. He did not want to delve back into the past.

"That's because of her poor taste. Our Young Master would have been a real match for her, the Yeager family is so distinguished after all. It's her loss to have turned down the opportunity to marry your son, choosing to bear the name of some nobody instead," Tyrion shook his head as he said, his voice full of disdain.

"Miss Whitlock won't do that. She'll merely ask Karen's son to denounce his last name and take hers when he marries into her family. She'll find a way to make it happen," Thomson said.

"Yeah, I suppose that makes sense. Mr. Yeager, should we inform Karen about Willa then?" Tyrion asked hesitantly. He had spent quite some time on treating Willa.

He had used an array of traditional medicine blends that worked exceptionally well on her.

"Inform her? Why should I?" Thomson retorted indignantly.