Facade of Love

Chapter 164 Moore Loses It

In walked Zoe, all dolled up in a fuzzy apricot–colored outfit, complete with matching ear covers that made her look like a cuddly bunny.

She beamed at us, her eyes bright and merry. “Yvette, Maxy, you’re both here! Mom made some rice cakes this morning. I thought I would bring some over for you to taste.”

I flashed a grin and accepted the box she was holding out to me. “How’d you know we were here at the

office?”

“Aunt Deb let it sl*p. She mentioned you were dropping off some food for Maxy, so I tagged along,” the little girl chirped, pulling a piping hot rice cake from the box and sliding it in front of Maxwell. Her smile was infectious. “Maxy, I heard you’re from Tully City. You guys don’t do rice cakes there, right? Give it a try. See if you like it.”

Maxwell, who did not seem like a big fan of sweets, hesitated but could not really say no. He nibbled on the edge and gave a nod, his smile genuine. “It’s pretty sweet.”

I watched the exchange with a smile, realizing the girl had come especially to see Maxwell. With that in mind, I made up an excuse and ducked out.

Once I was out of Scott Corporation, I made a beeline for the hospital.

I had made a promise to Madam Young to check in on her.

when I bumped into Mr. Zachary on his way out. He spotted me first and came

voiced my concern, “How’s Grandma doing

the nod, “A lot better. She’s got a craving for something sweet, so I’m on

should

the outpatient building, my thoughts drifting. I had totally spaced on asking Mr. Zachary if Idris was around. Now that Idris

was not exactly sprawling, and despite the distance between

in the cards.

paths. With that realization,

just about to step into the elevator when

turn around before a stabbing pain exploded

stumbled backward,

of my attacker, it was Moore, her hand raised for another

on my head, I glared at Moore. Her eyes were wild, like she had totally lost it.

problem, Moore? You’re freaking out in the middle of the day!” She stumbled back from my push, her pregnant belly

“Yvette,

voice a ragged scream, this is all your fault, you… you snake! What did you tell