Chapter 106 I Don't Like Dorothy

"You are such a fast talker!" Angelina sighed, "I did this for the future of the Fu family. When will you understand my efforts?"

"I know, grandma. But I miss mommy so much. When will you understand me, grandma?" Bobby said sadly. The question he raised made his grandmother perk.

"What did you say? Forget it. I want to be alone for a while." Angelina pinched her eyebrows.

Even though he wanted to protest, he decided to grant his grandmothers wish to be left alone. Bobby obediently took the toys upstairs and left Angelina to her thoughts.

At this moment, the housekeeper came in and informed her, "Madam, Mr. Zhuang is here."

"Drew?" Angelina became spirited.

"Yes," answered the housekeeper reverently.

Soon enough, the guest walked into the room holding many bags in his hands. He greeted Angelina politely, "Hello, Mrs. Fu."

"Mr. Zhuang, come in please." Seeing the look on Drew's face, Angelina knew what he came for. "Sit down, please."

He nodded and sat down next to Angelina.

Angelina signaled for a servant and asked for tea to be prepared for her and Drew. As they waited, Drew began to speak.

"Mrs. Fu, I assume that you are aware of what I came for. My dear daughter has been in love with Charles for many years, and no

bby quietly got out of bed. He carefully walked around his room and tried to not make any noise.

He looked for his phone everywhere but couldn't find it.

Unfortunately, without it, he couldn't make a call to his mommy and daddy.

Just then, another idea flashed in his head. He lifted the bed sheet off the bed, tied one end on the bedside table, and the other around his waist. Then he climbed up on the windowsill, opened the window and sneaked down.

Luckily, his room was on the second floor. Otherwise, this trick would have been dangerous.

As he landed on the floor after successfully escaping his room, Bobby clapped his hands happily. "This is very exciting."

He jerked his head around to peek at the living room of the villa. He couldn't believe that the hateful Drew was still talking with his grandma. He remembered their conversation and frowned.

'You want Dorothy to be my mother? No way!'

Not wanting to be in the house anymore, he trotted along the garden path briskly and came out from the gap of the fence.

He waved his hand and stopped a taxi.

"Sir, I want to go..." He couldn't continue what he wanted to say as he realized one crucial detail. Bobby was stunned. He didn't know which sanatorium Charles and Nancy were in.