Andrew was so enraged that he felt like he needed to kill someone before he could calm down.
It was the same number again.
His conversation with his business partner finally came to an end.
The man shook hands with him before turning around and leaving with a smile.
Now that their discussion was over, Andrew took out the cell phone in his pocket.
It was Ashley's phone.
He stared at the words on the screen with a blank expression, his fingers constantly gliding over them as if in a trance.
Then, he stood up and began walking. Noticing that Andrew was a little upset, Johnny quickly followed him and said in a low voice, "President Lu, that phone number is from N Country. I haven't figured out the owner, but that person should be in J City now. Yesterday when he called, his geographical location seemed to be the Henyu Hotel here in J City."
Then, he waited with bated breath for Andrew to respond.
'Is this man my boss's rival in love?'
he wondered.
Before Andrew could reply, however, he suddenly felt someone grab his leg.
At the same time, a soft voice came from behind. "Daddy! I've finally found you!" It was a little boy.
Andrew's bodyguards didn't react at first, but noticing the annoyed look on Andrew's face, they hesitantly stepped forward and prepared to pull the child away.
However, the boy held on tightly to Andrew's leg. "I'm so sorry Daddy, don't you want your Fabio? I'll be a good boy. I'll listen to everything you say, okay?"
The people around them immediately broke out into conversation. "Such a good boy, so sensible and cute. Moreover, he knows to take the initiative to apologize."
"Yes, I can't agree with you more. They look similar. His father must love him very much."
Andrew had just walked out of the coffee shop, so the pedestrians passing by were all making comments
oss from him, watched him quietly without being impatient.
Although everyone's eyes were on him, Fabio didn't feel embarrassed at all. He continued eating without showing the slightest hint of embarrassment or fear.
It was as if he was sitting and eating alone.
When he was full, Fabio burped slightly and jumped off his chair. "Thank you. I'm full now. Don't worry, I have money to pay for this,"
he said to Andrew in a firm voice, as if he was an adult.
"What? You're full? So how about telling me your name?"
Andrew continued staring at the miniature version of himself, hoping that things wouldn't turn out to be as he suspected.
"My name is Fabio Lu!"
Fabio replied seriously.
"Fabio Lu..."
Andrew's slender fingers began drumming on the table. Fabio shifted uneasily under his piercing gaze but didn't say anything.
"What's your mother's name?" Andrew continued asking.
"One question at a time. If you want me to answer that question, you need to tell me your name first,"
Fabio said, looking straight into Andrew's eyes.
"Andrew Lu."
Upon hearing this, Fabio lowered his head and hesitated.
'His last name is Lu, and he looks exactly like me. Could he be my father?' he wondered.