I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Elsa had little memory of having an older sister. She knew her family was searching for her sister, but she hadn’t thought much about it. Her memories of her sister were very vague. When Selene had her accident, Elsa was just over two years old and too young to remember.

“Your sister, Sarah, has been found,” Mrs. Wilkinson said with a smile. “Elsa, your sister has suffered a lot. We want to make it up to her, so we’re giving her the room on the third floor. If you don’t like the second floor, I’ll buy you a new place. Just tell me which house you like, and I’ll get it for you.”

“Found her? Where is she?” Elsa didn’t feel any joy; instead, she felt a bit resentful. With her sister back, she would no longer be the only daughter in the family. Her mother had always missed her sister, and now that she was back, she would take away their parents’ love.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Your sister can’t come back right away,” Mrs. Wilkinson didn’t tell the whole truth. “But she’ll be back soon. You two should get along well.”

“Mom, why should I give up my room just because she’s back? I’ve lived there for so long. She can stay on the second floor,” Elsa protested. She had always had the best resources growing up; John Wilkinson never competed with her. Now, suddenly having to share made her feel uneasy.

Mrs. Wilkinson’s face darkened. “Elsa, how can you be so selfish? That room was originally your sister’s. If you don’t like it, go find a house outside; I’ll buy it for you.”

Elsa was even more unwilling now; to her, it seemed like her parents wanted to push her out and split the family. If her sister lived with their parents in the future, everything would belong to her sister, and she would truly fall out of favor.

Elsa relented, “Fine, let her have it then. I’ll stay on the second floor. If you feel sorry for her, give her all the good things; I don’t care.”

Her words made Mrs. Wilkinson frown.

Elsa asked curiously, “Mom, have you seen my sister? Who found her? Where is she? What does she look like? Could it be a scam?”

Mrs. Wilkinson wasn’t in the mood to explain further and left with a curt “You’ll know when your sister comes back.” She then returned to her room.

Elsa was also unhappy; despite being by her mother’s side for years, she was still less important than a daughter who had been missing for decades.

…

At the hospital.

Terrence remained in a coma while Stella took care of him every day, and Harvey visited daily as well.

Terrence showed no signs of improvement.

The typhoon incident had gradually faded from public attention. Far away in France, Darcy was the last to learn about Meredith’s accident.

Darcy rushed overnight from France to Auroraville with Lady Catherine accompanying him.

Darcy first found John Wilkinson, who was in charge of the case. Upon learning that Meredith’s body had not been recovered and that nearly half a month had passed with little hope of finding it now, he was devastated.

The body had likely already become food for marine life.

This news hit Darcy hard; he had planned to come to Auroraville after handling royal affairs to attend his daughter’s wedding and then hold another royal wedding in France.

He had owed Bianca so much and hoped to make it up through his daughter.

But now that chance was gone forever.

Darcy staggered a few steps as Lady Catherine supported him: “Darcy.”

Lady Catherine understood her husband’s grief; losing Bianca without closure was already a regret, and now facing another blow of losing their daughter was too much to bear.

Darcy pushed Lady Catherine away and steadied himself through sheer willpower: “Search again, expand the search area. I must find my daughter-alive or dead.”

John Wilkinson couldn’t argue; although Meredith’s accident occurred in international waters, it happened near Auroraville’s jurisdiction. As a member of French royalty, Darcy had every right to demand answers from them.

John Wilkinson promised: “We will do our best to search.”

Half a month after the typhoon passed, the police launched another large-scale search operation. Darcy also brought the French Royal Guard to search hundreds of kilometers along international waters.

This search lasted a week but yielded no results.

Meanwhile, Terrence finally woke up after nearly a month in a coma.

That night,

A fierce wind howled as torrential rain poured down.

A cold gust blew in as lightning struck and thunder roared; Terrence suddenly opened his eyes: “Meredith.”