CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery
Chapter 211

The lady boss of the nightclub called.

They had not been in touch for a long time, and Linda wanted to share the good news with her.

After answering the phone, she happily said, "Hey, Boss, I'm doing great now. The child is healthy, we're living in a big house, and we have people taking care of us. Especially the child's dad's mother really likes me. I'm sure I'll be better and better in the future."

But the lady boss sounded anxious on the other end: "Linda, I called to tell you that something has happened. The police came asking about you. Did you do something wrong?"

Hearing this, Linda's face changed drastically: "The police are really looking for me?"

"Yes, they're asking about you. I don't know what's going on..."

Before the conversation could finish, Linda hung up the phone.

Everyone knew she lived at the York residence. The police would soon come here.

She could not let them catch her, so she had to leave. She rushed out in a hurry, unable to say where she was going, and quickly left the York residence.

Just as she ran out, she heard the sound of police cars. Sure enough, they were looking for her.

Linda's face turned pale. Feeling guilty, she had to sneak away.

She did not want to be caught by the police. She had just started to enjoy her life, and she could not spend the rest of her life in jail.

The police car stopped at the York residence. Sally was a bit panicked when she heard the sound. Why were the police coming? But she found out they were looking for Linda. Since they were looking for her, she must have done something wrong. This made Sally's face look extremely unpleasant.

How could such a good girl be sought after by the police?

It did not make sense.

Linda ran fast, afraid the police would catch up. She did not dare to stop for a moment.

Tired and feeling unwell, she had to clutch her belly as she continued to run forward.

But where could she go?

Linda suddenly lost her sense of direction.

She could not go to the nightclub.

The police would definitely come to her hometown to replace her.

None of those places were options.

Linda suddenly stopped in her tracks, almost forgetting about Miranda.

If it were not for her, how could she have done these things?

This was her only way out.

"Miranda, that woman is here to see you," the assistant heard someone outside say and hurried to report, showing a hint of disdain towards Linda, "Did not she live well at the York residence? Why come looking for you? You've only met a few times, but she acts like you're close."

"Which woman?" Miranda, dressed elegantly, was trying on dresses.

This time she was going to walk the red carpet.

It was her first time, and she attached great importance to it, picking a dress that would stun the crowd.

She wanted the audience to notice her. It would be best if her press release overshadowed everyone else's. She enjoyed the feeling of being watched by others, hoping to become a top star one day.

"Who else could it be but Linda?"

Miranda paused and turned to the assistant, "It's her."

"I'll send her away."

But Miranda said, "Wait. Let her in."

The assistant did not quite understand; she thought Miranda would not want to see her according to usual practice.

Unexpectedly, it was the opposite.

She could only go and bring her in.

At that moment, Linda was sweating profusely, her hair disheveled, her clothes wrinkled and damp with sweat, looking quite disheveled.

Despite her beautiful face, she looked miserable at that moment.

Linda gasped for breath and cried out, "Miranda, I finally see you."

Seeing Miranda trying on dresses, her face adorned with delicate makeup, and jewelry adorning her hands and neck, she looked very elegant.