Chapter 8: Can’t Let Go of Her
“Mommy, who is this Victor Leer? Why do we have to hide from him?”
Sebastian and Ethan shook their mother’s hand, noticing her absent-mindedness, and asked with feigned ignorance.
Olivia slowly came back to her senses, caressed their heads, and smiled as if nothing was amiss, “He’s not an important person, just someone I had some minor conflicts with in the past. Both of you, if you ever hear that name, make sure to stay away, understood?”
The two little ones obediently nodded, “Yes, Mommy.”
As they waited for their mother to avert her gaze, they exchanged a curious glance.
What exactly happened between Mommy and Daddy in the past? It seemed like there was quite a misunderstanding!
Olivia nodded, still concerned about the situation with Isabelle, but the voices of the two little ones resurfaced.
“Mommy, we hurriedly ran away just now. If that person becomes suspicious and checks the surveillance, it’ll be easy for him to find us.” Sebastian kindly reminded her.
A trace of panic flashed across Olivia’s eyes. “Oh no, I completely forgot about that. What should we do?”
She had been too preoccupied with running and had forgotten that the restaurant had surveillance cameras. Victor might already be on his way here with his people…
At the thought of this possibility, Olivia even felt an impulse to take the two little ones and head straight home.
Seeing their mother in a flustered state, the two little ones cheekily turned their heads away, waiting until the curve of their lips settled before turning back to comfort her.
“Don’t worry, Mommy. I’ll handle it.”
Saying that, Ethan grabbed the laptop from the car and his little hands flew across the keyboard.
In no time, he hacked into the restaurant’s surveillance system and wiped out all the footage related to them.
“It’s done!”
After deleting the surveillance footage, Ethan lifted his gaze, his eyes sparkling as he looked at his mother, seeking praise.
Olivia let out a long sigh of relief and hugged the two little ones, saying, “Thank goodness for both of you. You solved a big problem!”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
The two little ones knew she was still anxious, so they obediently let her hold them for a while.
When their mother finally let them go, Sebastian asked, “Mommy, should we leave now or wait for Isabelle to come out?”
Olivia had calmed down and glanced at the empty entrance of the parking lot. “Let’s wait a little longer,” she said.
The two little ones nodded obediently.
Meanwhile, in a private room at the restaurant, Victor looked at the woman in front of him, unable to extract any information from her. He could only suppress the anger welling up inside him and said indifferently, “I apologize for my audacity earlier… Thank you for helping me find my daughter. We’ll leave now and not disturb you and your friends’ meal.”
After speaking, he turned his head to the little girl by the table. “Sophia, come here.”
The reluctant little girl pouted and politely bowed to Isabelle before walking past her own father.
Victor raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything. He led the others to follow closely behind the little girl.
They left the restaurant, and Victor reached out to pick up the girl and put her in the car, but she stubbornly avoided him.
Seeing this, Nathan quickly stepped forward and lifted Miss Sophia into the car.
The car started slowly.
Victor sat in the back seat and extended his long arm to bring his daughter onto his lap.
The little girl had nowhere to hide and could only be carried like a doll by him. She pouted and refused to look at him.
“Tell Daddy, other than that lady, was there another lady with you?” Victor asked gently.
The little girl glanced at him, remembering that the pretty lady had left because of him, which made her even angrier.
Seeing her lips pouting, Victor playfully pinched her little cheek. “You run away from home, and Daddy doesn’t even scold you. Yet you’re sulking first? Do you know how worried Daddy was? Tell Daddy, why did you run away from home?”
The little girl evaded his large hand and forcefully turned her head away, ignoring him.
She seemed quite upset.
Victor helplessly pursed his lips, finding no way to deal with his little troublemaker. “You don’t have to say if you don’t want to. Daddy won’t force you. But promise Daddy, no more running away from home next time!”
After speaking, he looked up at Nathan, who was sitting in the front, and calmly instructed, “Go and check the surveillance footage of that restaurant.”
It seemed he hadn’t given up yet!
Nathan, feeling helpless, could only obey. “Alright, sir!”