CHAPTER 9

Cynthia tightly embraced him. Heavens knew how terrified she had been. At her side, Linda sighed. “Bringing up a child alone is indeed not easy. Zion, look at how frightened your mother had been that she almost called the police. Next time, don’t run around.”

“Mommy, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I will absolutely not run around anymore.” The little boy was also freaked out. He hadn’t expected to have frightened her like this.

Linda patted Cynthia consolingly on the shoulder. “Alright, you can now relax. He’s back.”

After she managed to get over her lingering fear, Cynthia gently pushed the little boy out from her embrace and sternly looked at him.

“Where have you been?”

“Mommy, I… I haven’t been anywhere! I just went to the opposite building to have a look.” He then pointed at the pyramid-like skyscaper.

Hearing this, Cynthia seemed to be frozen in shock. She turned angry. “How could you run off that far? Are you not aware that there are plenty of cars and people on the street. What’s going to happen if you were to be kidnapped?”

Although the little boy had his own reasons, he did not dare to voice them out, afraid that she would be mad again. Sticking out his pinky finger, he promised, “I’ll not do it again, mommy.”

Cynthia let out a shaky breath and gathered him into her arms. He was the most precious thing in her life. Having to scold him caused her heart to ache.

The panic she had experienced earlier continued to linger in her heart.

She prohibited the little boy from running around. Remaining in her office, the obedient little boy quietly did some drawing and doodling. Having inherited his mother’s artistic talent, his drawing looked pretty decent for his age.

Cynthia still had some of her previous designs which had not been put to use. The designs were quite meaningful. So she looked them over and after carefully making some modifications, she managed to produce a perfect piece of work. She handed it over to Linda for her to have a look that very evening.

Linda was very satisfied with it. All that was left now was Angela’s appraisal of it.

In the evening, Cynthia returned home with her son and proceeded with another round of lecture to the little’s boy distress. But although he was in distress, he just kept mum.

She was also reluctant to continue on with her stern lecture. She stopped after having a few words with him and then prepared a bowl of noodles for him. After finishing it, the exhausted little boy fell asleep in her embrace.

She carried him to his room and tucked him into bed. Staring at his beautiful, delicate face, her eyes were filled with contentment.

Stepping out into the living room, she sat on the sofa feeling wide awake. Thinking of her draft design, she wasn’t sure what sort of excuses Angela would come up with to cause her trouble.

In fact, no matter how perfect her design was, if Angela was not satisfied, she would come up with all kinds of excuses. Perhaps her motive was to put Cynthia out of work.

Cynthia was somewhat frustrated. She couldn’t afford to lose her job. She still had a son to raise. Although she had stored up some savings for the last two years, it was far from sufficient. She wanted to ensure that her son had the best standard of living.

Hospital.....

In the afternoon, Assistant Sandra went to the hospital to carry out the task which she had been entrusted to do by Gabriel. She then rushed back to the company to deal with another urgent matter.

When she was ready to collect the report from the hospital, she was told that the doctor in charge was off duty.

So she could only retrieve the report the following morning.

Early morning....

Cynthia was routinely roused from sleep by her body’s internal clock. Once awake, she hastened to brush her teeth and wash her face so that she could prepare breakfast for her son. Over the years, she had transformed from a young madam whose ten fingers had never touched spring water into a kitchen goddess who was skilled at cooking. In order to make nutritious meals for her son, she had also taken up some training abroad and had learned a lot from it.

The little boy got up on his own. He dressed himself, washed his face, and brushed his teeth, doing them all without having to bother her.

“Wow, mommy, it smells good!”

“Then you must eat it all up. Don’t waste any of it.” Cynthia laughed and gave him a peck on the forehead.

I will definitely eat up mommy’s breakfast that was made with love.” The little boy then picked up the spoon and began eating.

Cynthia answered Linda’s phone call. It turned out that Angela had requested for the draft design to be sent over to her company. And Cynthia had to be the one to personally send it over.

Cynthia was somewhat angry. Angela was simply outrageous. She was purposely making things difficult for her.

“It can’t be helped. I’d talked to her nicely about it. But she refused to change her mind. You’re to personally send it over or else she will call off the order. You’ve got to understand that if she goes through with this order, the company will rack up millions in design fees. The company attaches great importance to this.”

Cynthia took in a deep breath and exhaled the grievances from the depths of her heart. Chewing on her lips, she replied, “Okay, I’ll go.”

“Leave your son at home. I’ll send Tania over to your house to babysit him. She’s a good girl, she’ll take good care of Zion.”

“Alright.” Cynthia thought that caring for him at home was better than looking after him at the company.

“Cynthia, do your best! If you really find it difficult to handle Angela’s commission, I’ll help you out.”

“Thank you.” Cynthia felt a rush of warmth in her heart.

“You’re welcome.” Linda then hung up the phone.

Cynthia was feeling somewhat unsettled. Having her make a trip to Angela's company could only mean one thing — Angela was definitely prepared to humiliate her. And what was more, she might even bump into Jude, her ex husband.

Cynthia nibbled on her lower lip as she struggled with her emotions. Turning her head, she looked at the peaceful and serene little boy at the table who was eating his noodles. The resentment burning in her heart immediately dissipated.

Cynthia, for the sake of your son, what grievances cannot be suffered?

Half an hour later, Tania came over. She brought with her a bunch of toys. Cynthia liked this assistant very much even though she was older than her by three months.

“Cynthia, rest assured, I’ll take care of Zion.” Tania was in love with this little bean.

“Alright, then I’ll leave him to you. I’ll be going to the company now. I may not be back until much later. If I’m still not back for dinner, you can just give him some noodles.” Cynthia laid down the plan.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to take care of him.” Tania reassured her.

“Mommy, you can be at ease. I absolutely won’t stir up trouble. I’ll obediently listen to Aunt Tania.” The little boy assured her.

Cynthia walked up to him with a smile. Holding his small head with both hands, she leaned in to kiss him on the forehead. “Wait for mommy to return.”

“Goodbye, mommy. ”

Cynthia left her unit and went down to where Linda was waiting for her. They headed to the office first to get the draft design. After awhile, Linda accompanied her to Angela's company.

In the hospital, Sandra who was dressed in a fitted gray suit walked through the corridor of the hospital, drawing the gaze of a number of men.

She went to the office of the doctor in charge and said with a smile, “Doctor, is the DNA report out yet?”

The doctor took out the report from his drawer and handed it to her. “It’s out.”

“May I ask what are the results?” She asked curiously. She had already surmised that one of the hair sample belonged to her boss and the other belonged to the boy who had appeared in the boss’ office yesterday.

She was really curious about their relationship.

“The two hair samples that you’ve sent in, to whom do they belonged to?”

“Oh, they’re my friends’. Sandra bluffed. Of course she couldn’t say it was the boss’. She had to maintain his privacy.

“Well, the result of the DNA comparison indicates that these two persons have a father-son relationship.” The doctor casually announced.

This caused Sandra’s hazel eyes to nearly pop out of their sockets. What? The little boy yesterday and her boss had…

A father and son relationship?..