My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Chapter 739

Liam walked the walk. He gave the order that no one was allowed to bail Kaylee out.

Skyler played every contact she had, trying to get help from anywhere she could, but no one could spring Kaylee.

Even the cops wouldn’t let the family visit.

Skyler didn’t sleep a wink all night. First thing in the morning, she went to find Sienna.

Sienna knew what was up right off the bat. Liam figured Skyler would come begging, so he went to Sienna’s place the night before.

He laid it all out for Sienna, everything Kaylee had been up to over the years.

Sienna didn’t say a word for a long time after hearing it all.

When she found out what Liam was planning to do, Sienna said, “Let her taste some hardship. It’s for the best. I regret leaving Kaylee in her care.”

Worried that Skyler would come knocking, Sienna had split town the night before.

So Skyler couldn’t find Sienna, and she couldn’t get through to her, Mr. Robinson, or anyone else on the phone.

Skyler finally realized that the old lady really wasn’t going to help Kaylee out this time.

She left Sienna’s place, looking white as a sheet.

On her way, Janis called. “Skyler, what’s the word? Did Kaylee make bail?”

in a low voice, “Not yet, Liam won’t let me

said, “Liam’s probably

asked, “Could you help me bail

to help, but how am I supposed to

her wit’s end. With Liam and Sienna refusing to lend a hand, she was out of

someone you could

Skyler blinked. “Who?”

Janis said gently. “I heard it all started because of her. Liam’s not letting anyone bail Kaylee out; it might have something to do with Ms. Campbell. If she can talk to Liam, there might

turned sour

She found that idea hard to swallow.

“Getting Kaylee out is the most important thing right now. Everything

“I’ll think

hanging up, Clair asked, “Mom, can’t we really help?”

this on herself. Remember when she almost got you killed? Besides, if we help now, with Liam refusing bail,

don’t think Liam feels

if you want something, you have to go after it yourself.

Clair nodded.

of reading scripts and binge–watching TV shows, Celeste’s doorbell

her headphones on, so Celeste got

was

and bags of food, greeted her with rehearsed smiles.

your order has arrived. Happy to serve

“I didn’t

Heights, building 7, unit

said, “Hold on a sec.”

headphones off. “Did you order takeout?”

puzzled. “No?”