A bitter smile crept on Nancy's lips before saying, "Okay." Then, she leaned closer to Bobby and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. "I'm so sorry for not attending your father's birthday, Bobby. Mommy was really busy last night. Will you forgive me?" she uttered with her most tender voice.

"It's okay, Mommy. I understand." Although he reassured her, the bitterness in his tone said otherwise. Then, with curious eyes, he continued, "However, I still want to know where you went last night."

Outside the door stood Charles, who held a bowl of porridge in his hands. He was about to enter when he heard the conversation between the two. Silently, he stayed by the entrance and listened.

He, too, was curious as to why Nancy drove frantically to the suburbs last night.

With furrowed brows, Charles wondered, 'What does she mean "her child"?

She left at night and went to the suburbs just to look for a child?'

As those thoughts filled his mind, he continued to listen silently to their conversation.

"The truth is, last night..." Heaving a heavy sigh, Nancy began explaining with a puzzled look on her face.

"Listen, Bobby, I have a secret, and promise me that you won't get mad when I tell you. If you can promise me that, then I will share my secret with you." Although she was somewhat reluctant, Nancy had finally decided to tell Bobby that she had a child.

At the same time, Charles couldn't help but squint his eyes as he curled his lips. He was obviously glad that the two had been getting along as if they were really mother and child.

'Secret?' he thought as his curiosity grew.

Although he was already aware of the child, Charles still wanted to kno

red scornfully, "It doesn't matter. I'm not afraid of her. If she's still alive after this, then I'll just scheme another tragedy for her." A fit of deeply-rooted anger beamed through her eyes as she spat those words.

However, immediately after she said that, a servant frantically rushed in like she had just seen a ghost.

"Ma'am, we're in a dire situation. Several men in black clothes had just broken in!" cried the servant as a group of large men made their way into their house.

"Who the hell are you? What are you doing here? How dare you trespass in this place! Get out right now!" Jill shouted furiously as she jumped up. She didn't recognize any of these men, and they were clearly sent by someone else either to kidnap one of them or intimidate their family.

However, Hiram just ignored her blaring voice and instead silently strode towards Fannie.

"Fannie, you know who I am, right?"

he asked, knowing full well that Fannie recalled the last time she met him in the TS Group, where he carried and threw her on the streets.

Such a terrible memory still haunted Fannie. Every time she remembered it, her urge to kill Nancy intensified.

"Did Charles send you?" Although she had already realized it, Fannie still asked with a disgusted tone.

"Miss Ning, it seems that you are already aware of my identity. Well then, things will go much smoother if you voluntarily come with me. Otherwise, my men will be prompted to forcibly take you away."

"This is because of Nancy again, isn't it? That woman is really despicable!" Eyes now fiery with anger, Fannie yelled at the top of her lungs. She knew she didn't have any choice but to come with these hooligans.