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Chapter 168
Naomi nodded hard. Her eyes were rather sore. Jack’s words were like a warm current that
flowed into her heart.
That was how it felt to be cared for and protected by others! Naomi initially thought that by exposing her
identity, Jack would surely settle the score with her. However, she never thought that he only wanted to
protect her. Naomi’s face had a hint of remorse. She had misjudged him. “It’s best you do.”
Jack raised his eyebrows and looked at her. His fingers with protruding knuckles held the fork and
knife, elegantly cutting the steak.
Every thoughtless action of his oozed a noble and lazy aura. He cut his steak into seven small pieces
accurately as if it was a strict and logical piece of art.
“Have a taste.”
Jack passed over the cut steak. Naomi lowered her gaze, and she was dizzy! The cutting technique
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtand food placement on the plate looked so much like Mister Long Legs!
An impossible thought appeared in Naomi’s mind. Jack had also once lost his eyesight when he was
15 years old. His age was similar to Mister Long Legs. Could he be…
“What happened?”
Seeing that Naomi was stunned, Jack thought she did not like the steak. He asked her with furrowed
brows.
Naomi could not control the shock in her heart. She immediately said, “Mister Daddy, when you were
fifteen years old, have you ever been to the Spring Orpha-”
Slam!
Before Naomi could finish her sentence, the restaurant door suddenly opened. Anna rushed in with a
heavy expression. “Jack! Something has happened to Miss May!”
Jack’s face suddenly turned blue. He immediately stood up. He only took a few steps before turning
around to look at her.
“Something urgent has come up. You—”. “I’ll head home myself. Go quickly!” Naomi immediately
interrupted him.
Jack nodded and warned, “Be safe.”
Then, without waiting for Naomi’s answer, he had already left, disappearing from the restaurant.
The huge restaurant instantly felt cold and lonely. A waiter walked over to her, bowed, and
asked, “Miss Naomi, what would you like to hear next?” “No need. Let everyone rest. I want some
silence.” Naomi waved her hands. Without Jack there, the atmosphere felt off. The waiter got everyone
to leave. He even caringly closed the door. Outside the door, Anna stood in the dark, looking at Naomi
with a terrifying gaze through the crack of the door.
The next second, Anna took her phone out and sent an anonymous text. The person she sent the text
to was… Clarissa.
[Do you want Naomi dead? I can help you.) In the restaurant, Naomi retracted her gaze. She reached
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmout and patted herself on the chest. It was strange. Why did she feel so stuffed up inside? Perhaps it
was because Jack did not have the time to answer her question. Naomi sighed when she saw the
computer on the table from the corner of her eyes. An idea came to her. She immediately took her
computer and easily cracked the password. Then, she logged into the public orphanage database to
check the name list of the Spring Orphanage back then.
“Whew…”
Naomi took a deep breath to calm herself down before opening the list. She quickly scanned through it,
but she did not see Jack’s name! She refused to believe it and skimmed through it in detail once again.
However, she still did not find Jack’s name! It was not there! None!
Bam!
A huge firework shot up in the air outside the window, blooming dazzlingly. Then, countless other
fireworks bloomed soundlessly. Under the dim lighting, Naomi looked at the bright skies. She felt lonely
and small. Jack was Queenie’s hero, not her Mister Long Legs. They were the match made in heaven,
and she needed to be prepared to bid farewell.