The CEO's Lovely Twins novel Chapter 344

Rebekah got her mind back and wiped away her tears. She asked in a low voice, “Who is there?”

No one answered.

Rebekah was stunned. She asked again, “Who?”

It was one thirty in the morning. Customers would ask the reception for help should they needed anything. Once the reception couldn’t make the decision, they would come to find her. However, the person outside now did not answer her.

Just as she thought she might hear wrong, the person outside knocked at the door again.

“Who is that?” Rebekah stood up and walked to the door.

Different people came to live in the inn, so every room here had a peephole. Rebekah looked outside through the peephole, but she found no one.

She was confused, but suddenly, a black shadow covered the peephole. Rebekah was scared and couldn’t help staggering back.

The person outside knocked at the door again.

A piece of paper slipped in through the door slot.

Rebekah hurriedly picked up the paper and checked it.

There were words on the paper, “Rebekah, where is our son? Is he OK?”

Rebekah’s face suddenly turned pale. She even couldn’t get her mind back. She felt her legs fragile and thus she fell down on the ground.

The knock at the door had also awoken Benjamin. Benjamin always had the light sleep, so he got up even though he had heard the very low voice. He felt uneasy as he heard the knock, so he came out and checked.

There was no one in the corridor.

The reception staff were deeply asleep now, the door was closed, and the wind bells were also quiet. It seemed there was no one.

Benjamin hesitated for a second, and still went to the door of his mother’s room. He knocked at the door.

“Mom? Are you sleeping?”

There was silence inside. Soon it was Rebekah’s voice. Her voice was low and strange, “It’s late. What’s the matter?”

“Well, nothing important.” Benjamin breathed a sigh of relief, “I heard someone knock at the door just now and no one answered. Did you hear that?”

“Oh? I didn’t hear that. You must hear wrong.”

“Really? Then I’m gonna go back. Good night mom.”

“Good night.”

The sounds of Benjamin’s footsteps faded.

In Rebekah’s room, Rebekah stood by the door, and on the sofa next to the window, about two meters away from her, a man in his fifties was sitting. He smiled coldly.

“What are you afraid of? I’ve met him before. It must be a tough life for you to raise our son alone all these years. Why don’t you come to find me?”

“Shut up.”

Rebekah stopped the man with a cold voice. She then lowered her voice in case of being heard by others, “Zed, listen carefully. Benjamin is not your son, and our life also has nothing to do with you.”

“Oh?” Zed frowned. Then his face turned sinister, “That’s right. He is kind of younger than my son should be. So, that young man in the Beckham family is my son, right?”

“What are you talking about?”

Rebekah gritted her teeth, “My son has nothing to do with you. Why did you come back from abroad? Why did you come here to find me?”

Zed took a deep breath, and then snorted, “I don’t think you’re brave enough to call the police. You even left the Beckham family with this little bastard, to protect Beckham’s fame from being profaned. You will never call the police.”

However, Benjamin feared nothing, “I am not my mother. I don’t care about Beckham’s fame. Who are you and what do you want? Do you think there is no police in this town?”

Then Benjamin took out his mobile phone and wanted to call the police.

However, Rebekah hurriedly stopped him.

“Mom?”

“You can’t!” Rebekah snatched his phone. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She then looked at Zed, “Speak, what do you want?”

Hearing this, Zed grinned maliciously, “You should have said this earlier. Do you really think I’m here to talk about history with you?”

“You...”

How could Benjamin endure this? He wanted to rush to Zed, but was stopped by his mother. His mother’s toneless voice came behind him, “What do you want really? I have nothing more except for this inn. I’m not one of Beckham.”

“Twenty million.”

Zed’s cold voice was firm, “I don’t care about if you’re one of Beckham. I need twenty million, in one week.”

“Are you crazy?”

Rebekah stared at this man. She wanted to cut this bastard into pieces, “I can’t get so much money for you.”

“I don’t care.”

Zed lighted a cigarette. He sneered, “I’m gonna go to the Beckham family and ask my son for money. I’m his father, so I deserve his piety.”