Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

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Chapter 1009 Restrict Area Being hit by his mother like this, Eason burst into tears.

"Waah... Waah..." His voice was so loud. Aiden held him in her arms and tried to comfort him.

"Don't cry, little boy. Don't cry. It's all right..." Aiden looked at Joan anxiously, afraid that she would hit the boy again.

Looking at her disappointing son, Joan hated herself even more. After all, she was the one who gave birth to the boy! "You... You... You... |... | hate you!" Eason pointed at his mother, cried and pushed Aiden away, and ran upstairs! Joan was annoyed.

"Madam..." Aiden was so anxious that she stamped her feet. "It's useless to blame the child." Then she was about to go upstairs.

However, Joan stopped her and said, "Don't worry about him. He is just too spoiled. He needs to think about it carefully." What? Was she going to ask a fool to think about things? All of a sudden, Aiden realized that it was not the child who had problems, but the mother.

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Therefore, for the good of the family, she stayed and persuaded, "Madam, Mr. Clarke is very kind to the boy and has never disliked him. Do you agree with this?" Joan sat down on the sofa and slowly looked up at her.

The silence was an answer of approval.

At this time, Aiden spoke again, "Since Mr. Clarke has accepted this fact, as a mother, why can't you accept it?" "If he were a healthy child, my relationship with Zack wouldn't be so cold." "But it's not the boy's fault. The boy doesn't want to!" Joan looked at Aiden for a very long time. She gradually calmed down and stood up to go upstairs.

Aiden followed her.

"Eason?" "My boy?" When they went upstairs, they didn't hear any crying. They were looking for the boy from one room to another.

"Eason, where are you?" "Eason, please say something!" They searched around and came to the stairway. Suddenly, their hearts sank. They looked upstairs and couldn't help worrying.

The third floor was the restricted area of the Clarke family, which was filled with surveillance cameras. Mr. Clarke had specifically told them that no one was allowed to go upstairs without his permission.

"He's doomed..." Aiden held the handrail and looked upstairs. "Eason, are you on the third floor? Come down quickly!" She was burning with anxiety.

"Eason, Mom is buying you a cake. Come down!" Joan was also anxious. She tried to coax Eason.

"It's all my fault. | shouldn't have been angry with you. Come down first. I'll say sorry to you, okay?" Although they had been apologizing, there was no sound coming from upstairs.

Joan and Aiden looked at each other and realized that something was wrong.

Joan walked upstairs! "Madam..." Aiden was worried about her, but she didn't follow her.

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Joan hadn't been to the third floor for at least eighteen years.

When she passed the corner of the stairs, she only felt a chill on her back and was a little scared.

"Eason?" "Eason, are you there?" In the daytime, Joan felt guilty because she had done something wrong.

When she arrived at the third floor, she saw Eason sitting in front of the closed door, with his arms around his knees. He didn't say anything, which made her feel both distressed and angry.

"Get down!" Joan bent over, grabbed his hand, and pulled him towards the stairs! Joan raised her head by accident and saw the closed door. She even held her breath because the words on the door were so shocking.

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