Right Person, Wrong Time

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Chapter 27 Son Found

As the day gradually brightened up, a shadowy anomaly occurred from the horizon.

Meanwhile, Nicole was supporting her head with both her hands, pondering. Once again, her phone

rang, but this time, it was a call from an anonymous line to her business number. Frowning, she

rejected the call as she was too disrupted to talk about work. However, it only took a few seconds for

the unknown person to call her once more. After pausing for a while, she picked it up.

“Nicole.” As soon as she answered the call, she was greeted by a gruff, gratifying voice. With that, she

already knew who the caller was. It was none other than her biological father, William Anderson!

With an antagonistic tone, she coldly blurted, “What?”

Despite her apathetic utterance, William remained amicable as he chucklingly said, “Nicole, I’ve

prepared the things you wanted to retrieve last time. Why don’t you come and take it if you have the

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time now?”

Recognizing how his speaking attitude contrastingly varied compared to the last time they spoke,

Nicole could easily tell what was happening even with half her brain gone. She subconsciously

revealed a sarcastic grin.

The only reason William’s attitude would change so radically was indubitably the result of Queenie

telling him about her identity as Lisa, and him trying to please her right now was proof enough. Indeed,

she wanted to retrieve her mother’s belongings, but the current circumstances wouldn’t allow her to.

Rolling her eyes, she answered, “Not now.”

Fearing that Nicole might hang up, William quickly continued, “My grandson’s here too. He’s been

playing around for the entire night. If you have the time, come and fetch him home. I’m getting old. I

don’t think I can keep up with him.”

Hearing that, she was dumbfounded. The iciness in her eyes instantaneously turned into shock as her

lips trembled. “Hayden’s with you?”

“Yeah. What an adorable child,” he laughingly said.

“I’ll come over right now.” Without saying more, she swiftly hung up and dragged Zachary up from the

couch.

At her nervous look, he curiously asked, “What happened?”

“Hayden’s at Anderson Residence. Come with me,” she speedily explained as her heart rapidly

thumped. Hayden’s safe! Although there was no telling whether William’s words were true, she at least

found a new direction to go.

“He’s with your father?” Zachary skeptically questioned. Having been in F&M Apparel for so many

years, he had never heard Nicole talk about her family. The only thing he knew about her family was

her deceased mother, which was stated in her resume, while information about her father was left

blank.

“Yes.” She lowered her gaze, and she was visibly trying to be patient.

In response, Zachary knowingly nodded before grabbing his coat on the couch and draping it around

her shoulder. “Let’s go. I’ll send you.”

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Swiftly, Nicole got into Zachary’s car, a silver Maybach, and as soon as she told him the address, he

immediately drove off.

Having reached the gates of Anderson Residence, Nicole hastily alighted, while Zachary, worried about

her, parked his car and quickly followed after. She charged through the doors into the well-lit living

room, where four individuals were sitting on the couch, including her son who was sitting in the middle.

“Hayden!” Nicole dashed to him and hugged him, holding him tightly in her arms.

Seeing his mother, Hayden immediately wailed out loud. “Mom!” No matter how mature and well-

behaved he was, the abduction had certainly shocked him. He spent the entire day being uptight, and it

wasn’t until he met Nicole that he started to cry at the top of his lungs.

Looking at her son snuggling in her embrace, Nicole bitterly caressed his silky hair, relieved that her

son was intact. She continuously comforted her son as she whispered into his ear, “You have nothing

to worry anymore, Hayden. Mom’s here.”

There was a trace of redness on Hayden’s milky cheeks, which seemed to be the doing of the chilly

sea winds. After all, how could a child’s frail skin withstand the torment of the sea winds?

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