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Chapter 620
After a brief acknowledgement. Timothy rose from his seat and left the room.
He
turned to Heath and instructed, “Make sure the bodyguard stays with her at all times and arrange for sfood
to be sent over.”
Caleb trailed behind him and whispered, “Hey Tim, where did you find this kid?”
Timothy shot him a sharp look. “Isn't she supposed to be your daughter?”
“Oh, con, can’t you see who she resembles? There's no way she’s mine. If anything, she should be yours.
She's the spitting image of Mia.”
The atmosphere turned noticeably colder at the mention of Mia.
Timothy's expression darkened instantly, and he responded coldly, “If you don’t have anything useful to
contribute, it's better to remain silent.”
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“Tim, | understand you'd rather not talk about Mia. But let's face the facts. You brought her here because she
bears a striking resemblance to Mia, didn’t you?”
Timothy immediately stepped forward, seizing Caleb’s collar. “What are you insinuating?”
“I mean, it’s quite the coincidence that she’s from the Chesterfield district of Nord City, and the Lane family
happens to be located there. Plus, her last nis Lane. Don’t you find all these connections a bit too peculiar
to be a coincidence?”
Timothy's grip loosened suddenly. After a pause, he spoke in a subdued tone. “Are you saying that she might be
Mia's daughter? And that Mia didn’t actually die?”
“It’s a strong possibility. | mean, you never actually saw Mia’s body back then, and the Lane family hastily took it
away. Doesn't that strike you as suspicious? And let's not forget, you've been searching for her all these years,
haven't you?”
“The only reason I've been searching for her is to uncover the truth of what happened back then!” Timothy's
eyes betrayed a hint of distress as he left, wearing a stern expression.
Caleb could only sigh, turning to Heath. “Don’t you think what | said makes sense?”
Heath nodded in agreement. “After so many years of disappointments, Mr. Barrett just couldn't bring himself to
believe anything anymore.”
Ateanwhite, in the luxurious suite, Ginger sat on the sofa. She discreetly pulled out her Apple watch and diated
Sage’s number.
The call connected swiftly, and in a hushed tone, Sage spoke, “Hey, Ginger, when you arrive at the airport, just
take a taxi to the amusement park.
“Aunt Eva said she’s meeting us for dinner, so | used our trip to the amusement park as an excuse to buy us an
extra hour.”
Ginger couldn't help but gasp, her voice tinged with anxiety as she exclaimed, “But... but the airport is closed, |
can’t cback now.”
“What should we do then?”
“Sage, oh no! Il Mommy finds out I've sneaked away, I'm in big trouble.”
On the other end, Sage couldn’t help but furrow his brow. “Aunt Eva is coming: | can’t cover for you
night.”
“Sage, you have to help me.”
“Whose idea was it for you to go to Xanier Island alone? Did you meet that man?”
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Ginger pouted and responded sadly. “Yes, | did. But he doesn’t remember Mommy, and he doesn’t want to
acknowledge me.”
“Did you teach that jerka lesson?”
Ginger nodded vigorously. “Uh-huh, | used up all the hidden weapons in my backpack.”
“So, what are you going to do now? Where are you staying?”
“That nice uncle said he could takein for the night. He seems to know the jerk, but he’s not like him at
all.”
Ginger had a daring idea; if only she could persuade Timothy to speak with Daddy.
“Ginger, don’t escalate things. | can’t fix this mess for you this time. You'll have to explain it to Mommy
by yourself.”
“But, Sage Ginger murmured as she gazed at the now disconnected phone.
Beside it lay her watch, a silent reminder that there was no turning back this time.
Perhaps it would be better to have Mommy cand pick her up.
That way, she could also arrange for Mommy to meet Timothy!
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