When My Ex's Worst Enemy Became My Sanctuary novel Chapter 281

Mamie stepped out of the car, unable to hold back. “Garth…” Her voice shook, just a little, but she felt it all the way down to her toes.

Could Garth really be her son?

Garth spotted her and instantly bounced over, grinning from ear to ear. “Mamie! What are you doing here?”

The driver paused when he saw Mamie, but didn’t stop her. He knew her. She was Scott’s girlfriend after all.

Mamie knelt down to look at Garth’s sweet, innocent face. Did he look like her? Maybe, just a bit.

She found herself reaching out. “Garth, I think you’ve got something in your hair.” She quickly plucked a strand from his head, hiding it in her palm.

With her other hand, she ruffled his hair. “There, all clean.”

Garth had no idea how strange her actions were. He just felt happy, glowing from the inside out. But before he could really bask in it, she said, “Garth, I have something to do today. I’ll come have dinner with you next time, okay?”

“Aw, you’re leaving already?” Garth pouted, but quickly brightened. “Mamie, you have to come to my house for dinner next time!”

Sorry, Dad, that’s all I can do for you.

Mamie smiled and agreed, then slipped back into her car. She carefully took out a clean tissue and placed the thin, black hair inside.

She took a deep breath and drove off, following the map on her phone.

By the time she walked into the testing center, her hands were shaking. She handed over the two samples and the paperwork. “How soon can I get the results?”

The clerk checked. “All the rush orders are booked right now. We can do standard processing. You’ll have your results next Monday.”

That meant five days.

“Okay.”

Five days. Mamie could wait.

Scott went upstairs in a good mood, the smile on his face leaving Garth completely confused.

Did he just make Dad lose it? He’d said Mamie didn’t like Dad, so why was Dad grinning like that?

…

Dorothea had spent the whole morning being stalled by Bonita, who still refused to sign the contract.

“Dorothea, should we reach out to The George Group again tomorrow?”

“No. I’ll just call Manley directly the day after tomorrow.”

The George Group didn’t belong to Bonita alone, and Dorothea wasn’t so easy to push around. Three times was too much. Twice was already giving Bonita enough respect.

With New Year’s coming up, Latham was picking out destinations for a trip with Dorothea. Just as he was narrowing it down, his assistant came in and told him Beatty was waiting in the reception room.