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.”

still hooked his pinky with hers. “You know, you can’t

words in bed.”

know is that if a man lies to a woman in her bed, it might be easier for him to land on the moon than get back in her bed.”

technology.” He pulled her into his arms as he playfully

that?” She asked casually as she played

the mother of wisdom.”

said, “Why don’t you test me? After you’ve recovered from your ordeal, I’ll prove to you whether or not I’ve cheated

room fell

the heavy rain outside. That was a unique way to

ask, ‘It’s raining, so what?’

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

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she dialed Daphne’s number with a serious look on her

rang a few times before it

you home yet?”

“I’m home; I’ve been home; stop worrying about me and rest well. I’ll pick you up from

Daphne hung up without waiting for Julie’s response.

had started raining when she left

that day had left her in a hurry to reach the old factory at Enchanted

favor when a black Passat suddenly stopped in front of her.

was shocked to see the man in the driver’s seat. Who

ran into the rain, pretending not to see the

no intention of letting her escape like

if nothing had happened, and continued to walk

him, Mr. Lionel was not in a hurry. He just

see a person and a car slowly moving forward

feeling that if she didn’t get in the

that she had no idea who was in the

then disaster struck.

showed up at her apartment door looking like a drowned rat, and only when she was about to dig for her keys in her bag

still at

point, 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 drive by, or else you might be spending

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