"My dad said that you should announce the wedding date later. To show your sincerity," Sandra said."Sure," Wilson agreed. He would do whatever she wanted him to do."Let's do the first dance when the dance starts," Sandra added."Hmm," Wilson agreed. Just then, Wilson's phone rang suddenly. Wilson grabbed his phone and frowned upon seeing the caller ID. Then, he told Sandra, "I need to take a call. I'll be right over."With that, Wilson went to a quiet corner and answered the call. The man he had sent to Solaria to keep an eye on Clara was calling. He must be calling to inform him about Clara's latest situation. When Wilson answered the call, his face suddenly changed. All Wilson heard was, "Mr. Birch, Clara is leaving Solaria on the 3:45 p.m. train, and…""What else?""She's not alone," the informant said.Wilson was puzzled. Clara was not alone? What did he mean by that? Wilson knew about Clara's mother. Clara had disappeared after her release from prison. Her mother had
"I-I don't know," Sandra said, flushing and drowning in embarrassment. Who was the one who had called Wilson earlier? Wilson wanted to stop someone from leaving. Who was it?'Don't let them go…' Who were those people he was referring to?!"U-Um… What do we do? Why did he leave like that? Does he really want to marry Sandra?" Mrs. Cooper said anxiously.The Cooper family had merely run a small family business before. However, with the Birch family's help, they were now lucky enough to be part of the high society. Everyone knew that the Cooper family had been dependent on the Birch family. Many secretly called the Cooper family a parasite of the Birch family. If Sandra could not get married into the Birch family, the Cooper family might return to its original state."How can that be? The Birch family has already agreed to the wedding date. Nothing will change!" Mr. Cooper lowered his voice and scolded his wife in a hushed tone, "Well, with all the guests today, we must act as if no
Mrs. Wells spoke of Sandra with a lot of seething resentment. Her daughter had suffered so much more than Sandra."Mom!" Clara hastily interrupted, "Stop it." Yanny was right beside her. She did not want the child to listen to the adults' grudges.Mrs. Wells seemed to have understood and quickly shut up. Fortunately, Yanny was not listening to their conversation. He was busy looking around the station.Clara could feel her anxiety growing stronger as the minutes ticked by. She wished she could immediately whisk her mother and son away on the high-speed train.Yanny happened to need the restroom when the radio finally began to announce the check-in for the tickets, so Clara told Mrs. Wells, "Mom, can you watch the bags? I'll take Yanny to the restroom.""Better hurry. They’re checking the tickets," Mrs. Wells urged."Yeah, I know," Clara responded. Holding Yanny's hand, Clara brought him to the restroom. She had to take her son to the ladies since her son was too young to go to
Wilson had ordered his men to stop Clara, but he still wanted to see her with his own eyes. He wanted to ask her about the child! He did not expect a second surprise when he actually met the boy in person.Wilson had met this child before. When he had first met Yanny, he had had an inexplicable fondness for this child and even wanted to sponsor him. He never expected this. The child turned out to be Clara's son!Wilson leaned forward and gazed down at the little child, studying him. Yanny's eyes bore some resemblance to his."W-What's your name?" Wilson asked, his voice hoarse."Yanny! But that's my nickname. My full name is Yannick Wells." The little one flashed a smile at Wilson.When Wilson saw Yanny's smile, he finally realized why he had a fondness for him. Yanny looked very much like Clara when he smiled!Yannick Wells?"Hmm… What about your Daddy?" Wilson rasped.Yanny's happy expression turned a little gloomy at the mention of his father. "He's no more. Mommy says Daddy
Clara took a deep breath, followed Wilson, and got into the car.After getting into the car, Clara's phone rang. She glanced down at her phone. It was her mother calling.Clara answered the phone only to hear her mother's anxious voice. "Clare? Where are you? Are you coming over? The ticket inspection is almost over.""Mom, Yanny and I can't go over anymore. You should find a place to stay for a while, maybe a motel," Clara said."What's going on?" Mrs. Wells asked.Clara looked up and met Wilson's gaze. Wilson seemed curious about her answer, his lips curling into a mocking smile.Yanny sat between the two adults and gazed up at Clara. The father and son had somewhat similar eyes, their similarity becoming visibly distinct."We're with Wilson right now," Clara said calmly.Mrs. Wells drew a sharp gasp on the other end of the phone, panic coloring her voice. "H-He met Yanny?! And you… Wilson…" Mrs. Wells stammered, barely able to speak."Mom, don't worry. I'll handle this," Cl
'Yanny is a deaf child. Yanny is my child. Is my son disabled?!' Wilson felt uncomfortable from the inexplicable feeling that rose in his heart!Just then, the car stopped at the entrance of the hotel. Wilson got out of the car. Clara held Yanny's hand and followed behind.Wilson often stayed in the presidential suite. It was Yanny's first time entering the suite. Everything here was full of surprises for him. He was wide-eyed, staring at the 70-inch LCD TV screen full of curiosity. The little one gradually grew drowsy after the initial excitement.Yanny had been very excited about the train ride earlier. He had been supposed to nap after lunch, but he had not. After a tiring day, he finally fell into a deep slumber.Clara looked at her sleeping son in her arms. She lowered her voice and spoke to Wilson, "Can Yanny sleep in this room? Let's go to another room if you want to talk. I don't want the kid to hear something that isn't what he should know at this age."Hearing that, Wils
Wilson had sworn that he would never let anyone from the Wells family hurt him again. But why could she cause him so much pain with just a few words?!"Is that so? A DNA test will tell us the answer." Wilson quietly hid the pain in his heart."Don't bother. Yanny is not your son!" Clara hissed."It's not up to you to decide," Wilson warned, his voice cold. "If he's my child, he must return to the Birch family!"Clara's face instantly turned pale. She could not stop the sharp 'No!' that escaped her lips.Her cry was so harsh that Wilson froze in his tracks."He's the child you didn't want. How could you let him go to the Birch family? No one in the Birch family wanted him!" Clara snapped, angry. To her, Yanny was all she had! "Because he has my blood in him. I never intended to let my child live separated from me," Wilson stated.Clara suddenly fell silent, shuddering in fear, her pale face colored with nothing but despair. Wilson felt distressed seeing the expression on Clar
Meanwhile, Mrs. Wells was utterly disoriented by Clara's situation. Mrs. Wells called Serenity, her voice full of panic. "Umm, Serenity… Wilson took Clara and Yanny with him! What should I do?! She told me not to worry, but the more I think about it, I can't! I tried to call her again, but no one answered!"Serenity was stunned when she received the call from Mrs. Wells. "What happened? Are you all still in Solaria?""Yes. Clara took Yanny to the restroom when it was almost time for ticket inspection. I waited for them, but they never returned. I called later, and Clara said she was with Wilson…" Mrs. Wells choked out, nearly sobbing.Serenity quickly comforted Mrs. Wells. "Auntie, don't worry. I'll think of something. I'll get back to you later."When Serenity hung up, her brows furrowed. She thought Clara would be better off in Georgia, but Wilson had taken Clara and Yanny away! Where would they be taken? Out of the city? Or were they still in Solaria?Serenity wondered how sh