Love’s Cunning Ruse

Chapter 189

Julie realized she shouldn’t pry into what Kieran was hiding from her because the answer might give her insomnia tonight. So she decided to ask the question she’d always wanted to know.

“So, if Ivan survived, how’s Bertha Stewart’s kid?”

She’d always wanted to know the answer to this but never had the nerve to ask. After all, Bertha’s child was Lucian’s only kid, and Kieran had once said that he’d treat the child as his own. So, if the kid hadn’t survived, it would have been a deep blow to Kieran too.

Kieran had been waiting for Julie to ask this question because that kid was like a thorn in her heart. Only if she asked him directly would he tell her the answer without hesitation.

He pulled out his phone, opened his photo album, and found a picture to show Julie.

In the picture, there was a little boy wearing a black hoodie. He was as tall as Ivan, sitting on a floor full of puzzles, staring blankly at Animal Planet on TV. His long eyelashes shadowed a pair of deep black eyes that seemed melancholic beyond his years.

“Phoebe Hernandez.” He said.

“Phoebe.” Julie repeated softly, her fingers gently tracing the child’s picture, seemingly lost in thought.

He knew she was pondering why Bertha named the child Phoebe.

Then it dawned on Julie. “Where is the kid now?”

Bertha had committed suicide by jumping off a building. The cause of her death was still under investigation. Lucian was a dangerous man and was incapable of taking care of a child. If the kid wasn’t with Kieran, where could he be?

“Switzerland.” Kieran said, “Bertha wanted Phoebe to be with Camilla Stewart. Phoebe was sent to Switzerland right after she was born.”

Camilla was Bertha’s sister, or, in other words, Phoebe’s aunt. It made sense for Bertha to decide to let Camilla take care of Phoebe.

Whenever Julie thought of Phoebe, she thought of Lucian.

“You still haven’t found Lucian?” She asked with worry.

While looking at Julie’s frowning face, Kieran gently stroked her cheek but eventually shook his head. All he could say to her was, “I’ll let you know the moment there’s any news about Lucian.”

“Promise you’re not lying to me?”

“I promise.”

her pinky finger. Even though it was a childish gesture, Kieran still hooked his pinky with hers. “You know, you can’t always trust

words in bed.”

a man lies

arms as he playfully raised an eyebrow. “I suddenly

as she played with

of wisdom.” He answered.

you’ve recovered from your ordeal, I’ll prove to you whether or

room fell

raining.” She suddenly let go of his hand, pointing to the heavy rain outside. That was a unique way to change the subject.

seemed to ask, ‘It’s raining, so

randomly grabbed her phone from the bedside table, found Daphne’s number, and said, “It’s pouring heavily outside, and Daphne might not have an umbrella.

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Daphne’s number with a serious look on her face.

rang a few times before

home yet?”

and twitched the corner of her mouth. “I’m home; I’ve been home; stop worrying about me and rest well. I’ll pick you up from

Daphne hung up without

started raining when she left the hospital.

had only remembered that she was penniless when she walked out of the hospital door. Julie’s sudden kidnapping that day had left her in a hurry to reach the old factory at Enchanted Pathway for an ambush.

favor when a black Passat suddenly stopped in front of her. Daphne hadn’t seen this car before, so she curiously stared into the dark

see the man in the driver’s seat. Who else could it be but Lionel?

the rain, pretending not to see the man

no intention of letting her escape like that and swerved the car in

but she composed herself, pretending as if nothing had happened, and continued

in a

to see a person and a car slowly moving forward on the road

didn’t get in the car, this patient

So Daphne just kept on pretending that she had no idea who was in

disaster

looking like a drowned rat, and only when she was about to dig for her keys in her bag did she have

her bag was still at Lionel’s

Lionel casually rolled down his car window again and looked at the woman standing at the apartment door with a troubled face, “Did you leave your keys at my place? Daphne, you’re really lucky that I happened to