368: Chapter 368

Chapter 368

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"She is alright, Madam. Marlon ambushed us last night, and we barely escaped. We're staying in San Diego right now, in one of Henry's newest apartments," Michael replied. "Madam, how did you convince the cook to hand you the phone? Is something wrong?"

Dahlia took a deep breath and muttered, "Marlon planned to kill me tonight. That's why I'm escaping from the mental hospital before it's too late."

"Then, I will dispatch my subordinate to bring you to San Diego—"

"No, I have my own people," Dahlia said. "Besides, Marlon is after my head right now. I'm afraid he'll find out about the hiding spot if I join you and Kate."

"I can't risk Kate's safety, so I will move out to my villa in Michigan," Dahlia said. "Marlon doesn't know about this villa, and it's far from California. So it'll be out of his radar."

"I will send the location once I've arrived in my villa. I want you to drive to Michigan with Kate. That would be the safest place for all of us," Dahlia instructed. 

Michael sensed that Dahlia would not take no for an answer, but he still wanted to debate his case, "Madam, a flight would be too dangerous. Marlon's men might find us in the airport."

"Then drive to Michigan. This is an order, Michael. I guarantee you, this will be the safest place for her," Dahlia assured. "Besides, it's closer to New York, so Henry could visit her anytime."

Michael was finally convinced after weighing the pros and cons. It was obvious that Henry was madly in love and could be lovesick if he couldn't meet Kate for a long time.

So this was the best option to give Kate a secure place and allow Henry to visit her sometimes. 

"Alright, Madam. Call me if you need help, and please inform me once you're on your way to Michigan."

"I will, please, keep my daughter-in-law and my grandchild safe, Michael. Thank you for your service."

"It is my duty, Madam."

Beep.

—

Dahlia was relieved that Kate was doing well. She had guessed that Marlon must've sent his men to capture Kate before going after her. 

Dahlia was not supposed to be on the hit list, but because she began to fight back and pose a threat, Marlon wanted to eliminate her before becoming a big threat.

'I would've allowed him to kill me if I hadn't met Kate,' Dahlia thought. 'Well, too bad for him, now I won't allow myself to die before I can see my grandchild.'

Dahlia then called her people, who had always been on guard, waiting for her to leave the mental hospital.

Once the call was connected, Dahlia said.

—

"This is me, Dahlia Hawthorne, daughter of Jonathan Hawthorne. I've decided to leave the mental hospital and request your aid."

There was a slight pause before the man on the other side answered, "Madam Hawthorne, it's been a while. We are ready to listen to your request, Madam."

These men were Dahlia's people serving her real family. She had always been the one with the higher family status than Marlon as the only daughter of Hawthorne.

She married Marlon because of love back then, but her love didn't pay off, especially seeing how Marlon became so insecure just because she was far more influential than him. 

"I want you to pick me up from the mental hospital right now and drive me to my villa in Michigan. Don't let my husband know about this."

"Understood, Madam. Please wait for us."

Beep.

—

Howard opened the storage room not long after. He looked nervous, but he carefully helped Dahlia to get out of the storage and handed her an ID card. 

"Please use this ID card, Madam. This will be your ticket to freedom," Howard said. "We are the last cook in the mental hospital right now. We can leave through the backdoor to be safe."

Dahlia nodded, "Thank you for your help, Howard. You're coming with me, right?"

"I—I don't have anywhere to go after this, Madam. I've been renting a small apartment, and I don't have a girlfriend or wife," Howard said. "So please take me with you."

"You won't regret it, young man."

Dahlia and Howard left through the backdoor. They tapped out their ID cards and walked out of the mental hospital. 

Dahlia saw a man wearing a suit standing next to his parked car. The man quickly identified the old lady and rushed to guard her.

"It's been a while, Madam Hawthorne," the man said, leading Dahlia to the car. "I'm glad that you've changed your mind."

Dahlia chuckled, "We will see a new heir of the Hawthorne family soon. So I've decided to fight back."

She sat in the backseat and glanced at Howard, who was intimidated by her subordinate.

"That young man is my new confidant and cook. He will come with me," Dahlia said. 

"Understood, Madam, he will sit at the front with me," The man said. "Are we going to Michigan right now, or do you want to go somewhere else first, Madam?"

"Just go to Michigan. Marlon's men are after me," Dahlia instructed coldly. Howard was shocked by how cold Madam Grant looked right now.

She didn't look like a feeble old lady anymore.

She looked firm and even somewhat arrogant, a trait that Dahlia kept hidden for more than six months inside the mental hospital.

'No wonder they said Master Grant hated his wife because she is too influential. The rumor turns out to be true…' Howard thought. 

"Do you want me to dispatch our men to do something to Master Grant, Madam?" The man asked while he drove away from the mental hospital. 

"Oh, no need, our priority right now is to save my daughter-in-law and grandchild. Marlon's head is not worth it… at least not now," Dahlia smirked. Dahlia leaned on the backseat and added, "Besides, I have a little surprise for him in my hospital ward. I'm sure he will be fuming once he realizes I've escaped his grasp."

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