"Alright, I'll be right over."

Hanging up the phone, Gilbert immediately rushed to Pinecrest Villa.

This wasn't his first visit because this was where Sawyer lived.

Pressing the doorbell, it was Sawyer who answered.

"Mr. Gilbert," Sawyer stepped aside, saying, "please, come in."

"Thanks." Gilbert nodded, stepping inside.

"You're here."

Inside, Francis was sitting on the couch, waiting for him.

"Big bro," Gilbert flashed a smile, looking around, "What's up? You're being all mysterious."

Francis' expression was serious as he stretched his arms and stood up from the couch. Gilbert quickly picked up a cane lying nearby and handed it to him. "Big bro, here." "Thanks." Francis took it, casting a glance at his brother, "Follow me upstairs."

"Oh, okay."

Gilbert felt a chill, sensing something wasn't quite right.

He followed his brother upstairs.

Francis led the way, silent, stopping in front of a door.

bro?" Gilbert was

"I want you to

he reached for the doorknob and gently turned it... the

Gilbert looked inside.

moderately sized room, a bit messy, but it looked like someone had tried to

little boy, about three years old,

was stunned,

speak, Francis carefully closed the door,

Gilbert was holding his breath, shock spreading across his

questions, yet

was this child?

from? Why was he hidden away in Sawyer's place? Seeing his brother's grave and cautious demeanor, could

looked at his brother and

you're thinking, he's

his composure. How could this be? How was this

He remembered.

Sawyer look for someone. It seemed now, it was

can't deny a woman's intuition.

Francis of having an

the news, Gilbert looked at his brother and

it over, he rephrased his

ask, how do

Francis could answer, Gilbert lowered his voice, yet spoke firmly, "Big bro, don't forget your promise to Caroline! Without her, you wouldn't be here

frowned, his distinguished face devoid of

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