Chapter 13 Because He Is Kevin Jackson

Without hesitation, she used the Internet phone to call the police, but the signal was suddenly cut off before the call went through. She called twice without giving up, but the results were the same.

That didn't work. On second thought, Emma logged in her Facebook, trying to ask her colleagues for help.

Less than 0.1 seconds after the message was sent, she watched the three lines of text she just typed disappeared within a blink.

Disappeared…

It just disappeared in front of her eyes.

Emma looked at the screen in shock, and then typed another line of words hurriedly, but it disappeared again.

Unspeakable panic surrounded her. She called the fire service via the Internet phone and called a newspaper office that she remembered. She wanted to escape, she must escape...

But the results were the same. Before the calls went through, they hung up automatically.

"Bang."

The door she had double-locked was easily pushed open from the outside. Sitting in the chair in front of the desk, Emma felt consternated for a moment. She looked up forward.

It was Jacob who walked in with the dining table.

He walked towards her with a straight face, and said seriously, "Miss Spears, don't waste your time."

Emma was stunned.

It turned out that everything she had done was under their surveillance. It was useless.

"The Jackson Family has the most rigorous information monitoring, and the electronic devices that are not logged in by my master will be fully monitored. Plus, not to mention the fact that your phone can't be reached, even if it goes through..." Speaking of which, Jacob paused, looking at Emma with somewhat sympathy, he continued, "it would be useless."

"Why?"

"Because, he is Kevin Jackson," Jacob explained.

Kevin Jackson, the name meant privilege.

Emma sat down hopelessly. Holding herself with both hands, she protected herself in this way.

There was nothing she could do. She could only be imprisoned here. There was no way out.

"Miss Spears, you are too weak. Eat something." Jacob proposed, picking up plates of colorful fragrant dishes from the dining table and putting them on the desk.

"I really haven't had any children, and I really had nothing to do with him before." Emma murmured, holding the last hint of hope as she looked at Jacob, "Butler Jacob, if I find Kevin and beg him to let me go, will it work?"

As long as she could leave and be free, she was willing to plead with him like a beggar…

The only response she got was his pitying look toward her.

Emma understood what he meant, feeling depressed. Was that person the only one she could ask for help? No, no…

Kevin neither came to rape her nor came to see her again.

Emma's body gradually recovered, but she was imprisoned in the Imperial Castle for several days, and her spirit was getting worse.

There were countless bodyguards in the castle, staring at her every move. She couldn't even step out of the gate.

She was not allowed to contact her family, colleagues, and friends. Besides, Jacob, the bodyguards, and the psychologists took turns to ask her the baby's whereabouts every day, and the methods they questioned her were various: fatigue strategy, forbidding her to use the toilet, or intimidation...

Day after day, she almost broke down.

She just couldn't figure out why Kevin was so convinced that she had delivered his baby. Under their constant questioning, Emma even doubted if she had lost her memory.

But she remembered everything she had experienced clearly, except the baby.

If the baby did exist, at least she should have a baby beside her even if she lost her memory. But no, there was no baby around her at all. That made no sense…

What on earth had happened to her when she didn't even realize it?