Chapter 639
Axel’s response was blunt, “No news at all p>
Tarquin’s heart skipped a beat!
Just after getting into the car, he frowned and asked, “No leads on a little girl resembling Elijah p>
“Yeah, I’ve gone through all the girls Elijah’s age in Jindale City, not a single suspicious one p>
Axel then added, “Could the info about the daughter be a red herring by the mystery person to throw you off p>
Tarquin lit a cigarette, taking a deep drag. The tension around him was palpable; even the air in the car seemed to drop.
Lowell was sitting in the driver’s seat, glancing at Tarquin through the rearview mirror, not daring to make a sound.
After a brief silence, Tarquin spoke again, “Keep looking. If she’s not in Jindale City, then expand the search nationwide p>
He wasn’t sure if this daughter actually existed. But what if she did? What if he really had a daughter out there? He couldn’t give up on finding her!
After hanging up, Tarquin lit another cigarette. The only small comfort he had was that if this daughter did exist and was indeed with the mystery person, she was probably not in danger for now. The mystery person seemed to care about this daughter.
Lowell, unaware of this development, had been focusing on the company lately. Turning his head, he cautiously suggested, “Tarquin, maybe you should head to the office. It’s chaos over there; the executives are losing their minds p>
After the holiday, there was a backlog of work and many projects needed Tarquin’s approval to proceed. But Tarquin had been staying at the hospital with Elijah and Elysia since the holiday, and hadn’t been to the office, driving the executives to the brink of madness!
Feeling down, Tarquin didn’t want to impose his mood on Elysia and the kids. Flicking off the ash, he said, “I’ll check it out p>
Upstairs, Keith stood by the window, watching Tarquin’s car leave the neighborhood. His gaze was intense, his fingers tapping the windowsill rhythmically, his expression unreadable.
At noon, as Elysia was just finishing up lunch, the doorbell rang. Blossom egged her on to answer the door, “It’s gotta be Elijah’s dad. Go and talk to him. If you chicken out now, don’t bother coming back p>
Blushing, Elysia lightly hit her, handed her the ladle to serve the soup, and went to wash her hands before opening the door. Taking a deep breath to muster her courage, she swung the door open and blurted out, “Be honest, do you like me p>
Silence stretched on, and he didn’t reply. Elysia’s heart sank as she looked down, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. No answer meant no affection, right?
Irritated and looking for a way out, she said, “Just kidding. Don’t take it seriously. Better if you don’t like me because, guess what, I don’t like you either p>
As she turned to walk back inside, her eyes began to sting with a mix of shame, anger, and an indescribable surge of emotions.
“Ms. Thorne,” suddenly came Keith’s voice from behind her. Stunned, Elysia quickly turned around to see Keith standing at the door, looking utterly baffled.
Elysia: p>
Keith, one arm in a cast and holding a cake in his other hand, sheepishly asked, “Were you talking to me just now p>
Only then did Elysia realize her mistake. She had been so nervous she hadn’t even properly looked at who she was talking to, afraid of backing out again. And now p>
Elysia wished she could dig a hole big enough to hide a whole apartment in with her toes. She quickly stammered, “No, no, I… I got the wrong person p>