We arrived at the warehouse and met Anya. She had become less reserved and could now say a few sentences in our language. This surprised me, but it just proved her intelligence and eagerness to learn.I was sure we would be able to speak without a translator soon if she kept progressing at this pace.The person Atlas wanted to meet was from Bermuda, and unfortunately, there was still no good news from there. Meanwhile, Loak had been insisting that he wanted to go back.His reasoning was simple. He was familiar with that place and might be able to find someone quickly.However, Atlas had consistently refused his request.On our way back, I asked Atlas why he didn't want to let Loak return. He said it wasn't the right time, and Loak had been away for too long. He needed an opportune moment to return; otherwise, those people could be ruthless, and he feared for Loak's safety.We returned to Pleca Park at a very late hour, and I received some shocking news.Melanie had escaped from
I waited until it was late, but Adrian didn’t call me back. Exhausted, I lay down on the sofa and drifted off to sleep.When I woke up, it was already the next morning.One arm was tightly wrapped around me. I had no idea when Atlas had come back, but he must have carried me to bed.I didn't dare move when I saw him sleeping so peacefully. I just snuggled into his arms, thinking about Melanie.I wondered if she had gone to look for her son. It looked like I couldn't wait for Matthew to make up his mind. I had to take the child back to the Reese family.I was worried about Charlie’s safety. After all, Johnson wasn't his legal guardian. If Melanie tried to take the child, Myra wouldn’t be able to stop her. If that happened, Melanie might become extremely ruthless.I had to take him home sooner or later. Sending him back earlier would save Johnson and his wife from trouble.After all, if the child went back to the Reese family, Melanie wouldn't dare provoke them. She wouldn't dare
Michelle's sudden appearance startled me. Why was she here so early in the morning?After calling me, she nodded and bowed toward Atlas's car obsequiously.I closed the car door, looked at her, and asked, "What's the matter?""Oh… It’s nothing important. I was just thinking, and I might have gone too far. Nana instigated it all, and I said the wrong things. You’re the bigger person here, Chloe, so don’t…” She trailed off, trying to apologize.I glanced at her coldly, not wanting to engage, and said indifferently, "If you're sincere about your apology, then go back. I have things to do."After saying that, I walked toward the building.She followed me closely. "Won't you invite me into your office to chat, Chloe? I haven't been to your company yet.""I'm busy today. Sorry, I have no time to show you around." I refused decisively. Since she had come to apologize so early in the morning, she must have ulterior motives. I didn't have time to deal with her."Oh, come on, why are you
After leaving Adrian's office, I returned to the car. Carol asked, "Are we going back to the company?"After contemplating, I shook my head and firmly said to Carol, "No, let's go to Myra's place."Carol immediately started the car. As she drove, she asked, "When did Melanie escape? Why is that woman always up to something?"I shook my head helplessly at Carol's complaint. "She's digging her own grave. It happened last night. Didn't you hear what Adrian said? Even the prison wardens couldn’t understand what she was doing. If she goes back this time, she’ll never get out again.""She really is causing trouble for Matthew," Carol sighed. "But to be honest, Chloe, Matthew isn't worth pitying. You’re doing him a favor. That family is just..."Carol shook her head disdainfully.I didn’t respond at first. I gazed at the passing streets and sighed. "I honestly don't even know if what I'm doing is right."Carol glanced at me while driving. "I understood what Adrian was saying. Melanie's
Myra paused, then asked with a hint of confusion, "Why are you so eager to send him away? Have you asked for Matthew's opinion?"I shook my head. "No, it's not that. There's been a special situation. Melanie escaped from prison. I'm afraid it might cause trouble for you if she comes looking for the kid."I didn't hide anything from Myra. There was no need to keep this couple in the dark.Myra was astonished, staring at me in disbelief. "What are you saying? She escaped? My goodness, isn't that seeking death for herself? How could she do such a thing?"I sighed and nodded affirmatively. "It's true, it happened last night. Besides, I also considered that we couldn’t keep Charlie here for long. The little boy has his own family."I know you're reluctant, but I'm afraid Melanie is capable of anything, and it might not be good for the child. The child's father, Arton, is Melanie's nemesis. She won't dare act recklessly with him around."I laid out the situation for Myra in detail.My
The Reese family's residential area is quite nice. It had a beautiful environment. I checked, and it was not too far from Myra's place.Upon finding the right place, I knocked on the door, and Annika was the one who opened it.She seemed surprised to see me and took a moment before asking, "Why are you here?"I quickly smiled and said, "I came to see you. I have something to discuss with your family, so I hope I'm not intruding."Annika quickly stepped aside, gesturing for me to enter. She extended her hand and said, "Please come in. May I ask for your name?"I politely replied, "You can call me Chloe."Carol and I entered the house, and in the living room, I saw an elderly man. Judging by his appearance, he was undoubtedly Annika's father, Donovan Reese. Although he had the same eyes as Annika, his eyebrows were thick, giving him a dignified look.Seeing guests at home, the old man quickly stood up, seemingly ready to give up his seat. I said, "Hello, sir. You don't have to l
After some thought, I began, "Mr. Donovan, the reason I came today is to bring your grandson back to your family.”My statement was like a sudden thunderclap, shocking the old man and Annika into stunned silence. Donovan scrutinized me up and down, as if he wanted to see through me, trying to understand my intentions. It was as if he perceived me as a conniving woman using the child to extort them, and he was on high alert."What do you mean? Grandson? Where did this grandson come from?" Annika also wore a face of skepticism, finding it hard to believe what I said.I had to smile again and nod solemnly to assure them that they didn't mishear.Then I said, "Absolutely, without a doubt, he is your grandson. To be precise, he is Arton's son.""What?"Donovan stood up suddenly while looking at me.It was obvious that he now considered me the child's mother.Carol couldn't stand it anymore and spoke sharply to the old man, "Mr. Donovan, please calm down. Chloe is here to discuss
I wasn't sure what Donovan meant. Annika quickly dialed a number, and her expression mirrored Donovan's, inscrutable—filled with joy, excitement, and a hint of nervousness. Her hand that was holding the phone was shaking.Once the call connected, Annika's voice sounded somewhat unsettled as she spoke into the phone, "Arton, where are you? Come back home immediately!"A deep voice echoed from the phone, "What's wrong? Did something happen to Mom and Dad?"Without elaborating, Annika urged, "Just come back as soon as you can!"I could see that Annika was anxious. Meanwhile, Donovan still tightly held onto my phone, staring at the photos without blinking.Judging by his current expression, I was certain he liked Charlie.I moved closer and tried to take the phone, but he clutched it tighter, unwilling to let go. So, I approached him, gently sliding my fingers across the phone screen to show him more pictures.I overheard Annika making another call, presumably to her mother, urging