Chapter Eight Nine

Kelvin noticed how Naevia glared at the address in her hands. He inquired about it, asking if she knows something.

Naevia sighed, squeezing the piece of paper into a ball. "It's the place Pablo used to live before he disappeared. That's where he's staying," She revealed to Kelvin.

Kelvin requested for the paper. Naevia handed it to him. He took it and opened it. Going through the address on it.

"What now?" Kelvin asked Naevia, finding all these disturbing and obstructing.

Naevia placed her elbow on the handle of the couch, resting her head on her hand. "Pablo claimed this child is mine, whereas the doctor who helped me in delivering my baby said my child was stillbirth. I need to find out the real truth," She said, navigating her eyes towards Kelvin.

Looking at her, Kelvin could tell that Naevia needed his help on an important mission. A mission which involved her happiness and marriage.

"What do you want me to do my lady?" He asked, putting on a serious face. Ready to attend to Naevi