Jameson didn't stay in the kitchen for two minutes before he was driven out by Sharon.
As he listened to the noise coming from the kitchen, the corners of his lips were slightly curled up, and
he sat in front of the sofa saying patiently to the little one: "Call me daddy"
But the little one did not seem to hear him, as it was still focused on its toys.
When Ruben came back with fruits, Sharon had just put the hot food on plates and brought them to the
table.
Sharon said, "Ruben, call Tiffany over for the meal."
Ruben put down the fruits: "Okay."
Sharon turned her head to look at Jameson next to her, "Why haven't you left yet?"
Jameson: "?"
Sharon spoke lightly: "If you want to see the baby, you can come over anytime, as that's your right as a
father.Other than that, don't even think about it"
Jameson's eyebrows twitched unnoticed: "So when can I have my rights as a boyfriend?"
Sharon threw him a perfunctory smile and turned back into the kitchen.
Jameson looked at her back while licking his lips.
It didn't matter to him.
After all, there would be plenty of time for that.
When Jameson left the house, Tiffany came in and looked shocked and surprised when she saw him.
After watching Jameson leave, Tiffany quickly went to Sharon's side: "Why was he here? And why did
he leave?"
Sharon said, "He came to see the baby and left after that."
"That's..."
‘You sure he came for the baby instead of you?’
Tiffany added: "It's about time for a meal, while he was just driven out like that...Wouldn't he be too
pathetic?"
Sharon didn't answer, as she just said, "The food is ready; let's start eating."
When Tiffany looked at the food on the table, her attention was instantly drawn to it: "Sharon, why did
you pack take-out when you went out this afternoon?"
Sharon: "..."
She said after a moment of silence, "It just kind of happened..."
Downstairs, as soon as Jameson's figure appeared, Jacob Green rushed over to him: "Mr.Proctor,
there is something going on."
"Go ahead."
"Just now the receptionist called me, saying that someone went to the office this afternoon to bring me
food; judging from her description, it should be madam.But after the receptionist told madam that we
were not at the office, she took the stuff away."
Jameson paused, remembering the packing box he saw Sharon carrying in her hand when he was in
the elevator.
He raised his eyebrows and spoke slowly, "It was her.Jacob Green breathed a sigh of relief: If so, that
was good, as there was still hope.
Jameson said, "Is everything ready?"
"It's almost ready, we can move in tonight."
Jameson pulled open the car door: "Let's go to the apartment first."
The person in charge of the apartment called him this afternoon and said that all those floors were
going to be redecorated.
Sharon still had things there, so he could go get them now.
In the car, Jacob Green took a call, and as soon as he hung up the phone, he said: "Mr.Proctor, I just
got word that Jayden is out on bail, and it's Kale Bee who got him out."
Jameson remained unchanged and did not seem surprised.
He said, "Kale Bee has a lot of leverage in Jayden's hands, it's not unusual for him to bail him out."
Jacob Green frowned: "But when we checked out the Proctor family, we found out that it wasn't Old
Master who helped Jayden create his alibi and stay off our trail.Behind him, there should be someone
else."
Jameson said: "Those people in Old Master's hands couldn't have done that.Neither could Old Master
find out that the kid is still alive and learn its whereabouts."
"Did Mr.Proctor mean that all these were found out by those behind the chairman's wife? And then they
joined hands with Jayden to set up this scheme?"
"Be it Old Master or Evie Rowland, it's still under our control.Once they have any updates, I will be the
first to know"
Jacob Green spoke tentatively, "So, it must be someone else from the outside?"
Jameson's dark eyes narrowed slightly: "Where is the man who delivered the share transfer agreement
to Old Master?"
"After he arrived in South City, he only went to the Proctor family once.Other than that, there was
nothing unusual."
"Don't you think the timing is too coincidental? Not long after he arrived in South City, the Proctor family
set up a trap and snatched the child."
"But he's only recently returned, so how would he know..."
Jameson tapped his fingers on his knee: "His background abroad has not been checked so far, and his
origins are unknown.
Such a person could manage to escape from the heavily barricaded London and hide in the South
City...
Do you think that he is just an insignificant, delivering documents to run errands?"
Jacob Green was shocked: if Mrs.Clark and the little one's whereabouts were really told to the Proctor
family by Chown, then where exactly did he get this information from? Or what role did he play
throughout the whole process? "Mr.Proctor, so now we..."
"Just watch and see, he'll show up again."
Jacob Green nodded: "Yes."
When they arrived at the apartment, the maid was packing up the contents of the checkroom.
Jameson stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out, as if he was thinking over something.
Half an hour later, Jacob Green came over and said, "Mr.Proctor, it's all packed already; are you
moving in now?"
Jameson said, "Tell them to keep a low profile."
"Okay.”
Jameson turned around and saw the suitcase still in the living room.
It was the one Sharon had brought back with her when she was discharged from the hospital.
Jameson said, "Take this as well."
In a few moments, the apartment became cold and empty again, with no sign that anyone had lived
there.
Jameson went next door and looked at the room full of things for children.
Jacob Green asked, "Mr.Proctor, do you wanna take these as well?"
Jameson's expression remained unchanged: "Why not?"
Jacob Green instantly understood what he meant and had people quickly disinfect and pack up the
stuff into a box, and then sent it directly to Sharon's door.
Sharon looked at the huge box in front of her, and before she could say anything, the person who
delivered the stuff had quickly run away.
Tiffany heard the voice and came out: "Sharon, how...My God, such a big box! Could it be that they
killed someone and hid the body in it?"
Sharon's eyebrows bounced, and she didn't have to think about it to know who done it.
Ruben came over, carried the box inside, then used a knife to open it and took a small toy out from
inside.
The little one next to him saw this and immediately crawled over, reaching for it with its little hands.
It kept babbling about something which nobody could interpret.
Ruben bent down and put the toy in the little one’s hand, and said, "It's sterilized."
Sharon: "..."
Tiffany closed the door and came in, tsking, "Looks like that cur is well prepared this time.
He even counts the kid in’ Sharon let out a breath: "I'm going out to get some stuff."
There were so many toys, they couldn't stay in a single box forever, nor could they be scattered onto
the floor, so they had to go buy some storage boxes.
Tiffany said, "I'll go with you, just to move around.I've got sort of numb after days of lying down."
Sharon nodded: "Let's go."
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