Chapter 142: Whose Seed Is It Anyway?
I walked out the front door and the headlights flashed in the dark shadows of the woods across the street, and I ran straight over to it, pulling open the door and getting in.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.
The moment I closed the door, I handed the bag in my hand to Albert who was waiting in the car, “Both of them!”
Albert took the bag and pulled out his cell phone, didn’t even use me to tell him the password, just typed it right in, it seemed like he had a really good head on his shoulders, I was dumbfounded by it.
He skillfully operated the phone, quickly distinguish that private phone, check the inside is data, I do not understand, he did not say a word pounding for a while, and then opened the back cover of the phone, put a metal sheet into it, and in a few moments returned to its original state.
After another try and everything was fine, he put the phone back and asked me, “Doesn’t he keep his bag handy?”
“It should be!” I nodded.
He picked up the bag and studied it for a moment before placing another very small item in the compartment.
“There!” Albert handed me the bag.
“Is there a problem with that group?” I asked urgently.
“It’ll have to be monitored for a while, can’t tell at the moment.” Albert told me truthfully, then asked me, “Also, would it be okay to make an appointment for you tomorrow to meet with that partner you’ve been wanting to see?”
“Could be! Time your schedule, I’m always available.” I look over at Albert, a little excited, “Oh yeah, is Jacob still there for the next two days?”
“Not anymore, he’s been placed in the hospital for treatment, his body was hurt much worse than yours.” Albert told me, “But you don’t have to worry about him, I’m sure he’ll be fine soon. Why don’t you hurry upstairs in case he’s alerted!”
“No, at the very least, 4 hours of sleep!” I made a gesture to him, and he immediately understood what I meant, “There is one more thing, can you … do me a favor in, I want to look into Amelia’s relationship with Steven in more detail, and who’s that Ryan really belongs to? I saw Steven go to pick up that child, but intuition makes me feel that there is something fishy!”
“OK!” agreed Albert, painfully.
“I have a picture here of him picking up the baby, I’ll give it to you!” I said flipping open my phone and passing the picture to Albert.
Albert received the photo and clicked on it and nodded, “Okay, I’ll verify it!”
Then after saying thank you to Albert, he got out of the car and quickly went upstairs, putting his handbag away as it was. Back in the room, Robert was still sleeping soundly in one position.
The next day.
Robert went to the office in high spirits and I finished dropping off the kids and drove to the appointed place to meet my partner.
Inexplicably, I had a twinge of nervousness, but anticipation, and more than that, curiosity, as if they all knew this person and were on good terms, and I was the only one who was an outsider, so I was desperate to meet this person.
Now what kind of man he is is revealed immediately.
The location of our appointment, or the last time I saw the lawyer of the club, because the time is still early, I arrived, did not go in, but a person extended the path strolling to the beach, the sea breeze caressing, extremely refreshing.
I had been to this side of the beach with Scarlette the last time we were here and I instantly fell in love with it.
It was strange, I always felt, as soon as I arrived here, that there was a pair of eyes watching me, but I never even saw the owner of those eyes.
This area is a bit far from the city, belonging to the newly developed sea view area, mostly private villas or some small clubs.
My last visit was my first time here. It was undeveloped before I got sick, but now it’s such a pleasant, out-of-this-world place.
It was probably too early in the morning for the beach to be crowded at all, so I found a lounge chair under a coconut tree and sat down, taking a deep breath of the fresh, salty air that was so pleasant.
If nothing had happened, we would have come here to buy a house and live comfortably as a family.
I sighed softly, and persuaded myself that there was no pity, and that since it was wrong, I should put an end to it as soon as possible!
There was still enough time so I made a video call to my mom and she said Dad had gone to Sheel Pharma.
Mom looked at me carefully through the video screen and asked with puzzled eyes, “Baby, are you really better? Why are you still so skinny? Where are you?”
She followed me up with a series of questions, “Are you alone? Where are you?”