Upon hearing this, Mia Lane couldn’t hold back her tears. She had always thought her father worked the early shift to spend ti with his wife and child.
In reality, many truths are hidden beneath the surface.
Downstairs, Trevor and Justin Kingston were playing chess.
After a round, there was no clear winner. Justin lifted his eyes to look at him, realizing he was not an ordinary person, with an intelligence matching his own.
Moreover, Trevor was particularly composed, which was a blessing for David Garcia.
"CEO Kingston, it’s your move."
Justin withdrew his gaze, studied the chessboard, and made his move.
At the sa ti, he observed Trevor’s fingers, thinking about how Mia was unhard, concluding that Trevor must be very skilled.
The night deepened...
The heavy rain showed no sign of stopping, the sound of the torrential downpour filled the world.
At the hospital.
Sean Dalton was still undergoing ergency treatnt, with three shadowless lamps lit in the ER. The doctors, all sweating profusely, coordinated perfectly, not daring to neglect a mont.
Stop the bleeding, transfuse blood, rescue...
Every second here was a race against ti.
Sean Dalton’s face was pale, his lips blue, his hair soaked with blood, eyes always closed, as if he were already dead.
The Dalton family villa, second-floor study.
David Garcia and Mia Lane sat by the window at the tea table, father and daughter seated in the armchair.
The day after tomorrow would be the Mid-Autumn Festival.
A day ant for family reunions, yet this family was scattered.
Mia felt quite uneasy, but her temper was bad, unable to tolerate many things, even for a day, because of her character.
"Stella, tell your father how you left ho back then."
Even though David Garcia guessed it had to do with Joan Graham and her daughter, he still wanted a definite answer.
Mia confessed honestly, "Sean Dalton called , said you were sick in the hospital, specifically wanting to see , asking to go imdiately."
David Garcia’s brow furrowed deeply, Sean Dalton was so young back then?
A kid so mischievous?
"I got on a taxi, having previously drunk the juice Sean Dalton gave , later on the car I dozed off, when I woke up, I realized I hadn’t gone to the hospital."
She said, "I didn’t know where I ended up, sowhere remote, the driver just threw off the car."
Hearing this, David Garcia was filled with heartache and guilt, "I failed your mother, and I failed you..."
"Dad, don’t say that." Mia held her father’s hand, a small smile on her lips, "Aren’t I living well now?"
Then, she told her father, "Later, I inquired with mory, and returned once."
"But every ti I was stopped by newly changed guards, I couldn’t see you."
"Later I thought, then let wait until I grow a bit older, until I have strength."
"But gradually, as I grew up, seeing the happy family scenes of you three, the annual family photos on official accounts, I slowly gave up the thought of joining this family."
She said, "As long as you live well, I’m satisfied."
"Unfortunately, these are all just appearances." David Garcia told her once more, "rely to maintain the company’s image, and these years, I’ve never given up searching for you."
Then David Garcia stood up, "Stella, co with ."
Mia also stood up, followed her father out of the study, and went up the stairs to the third floor.
Passing the stair corner, following her father to the third floor, Mia saw a door with a sign—Trespassers Die!
This sign made her chest tighten suddenly!
Boom—!
Thunder roared, the heavy rain still poured.
"Guess what’s inside." David Garcia took out a key, turned his gaze to his frightened daughter, who was barely steadying her nerves.
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