He took his cell phone, and when he saw that it was Jenna calling, he answered the call and said, “I’m going back first to see Maison. Make your own arrangements for the afternoon.”
After that, he ended the call. He never had much to say to Jenna.
“Uncle, I can clearly see that you don’t like that aunt at all.”
Well, of course he did not like her.
Hold on…
Who was talking?!
Zivon quickly turned to look at the back seat, and to his shock, he saw Yulia staring back at him expectantly.
She was wearing a princess dress, which was a rather outdated dress style for children, but when Yulia wore it, she looked like a doll because of her beautiful face and fair skin.
Little Bun?
“When did you come into the car? Who asked you to come into the car?”
Zivon did not know what he was thinking when he asked that last question.
Either way, he felt strangely disappointed when Yulia replied: “I was missing Brother Maison, so when I saw Uncle’s car, I got into it on my own.”
She had gotten into his car on her own. So that was the case…
Zivon’s eyes darkened. “Did you tell your mommy?”
“No. Uncle, am I not welcome in your house to see Brother Maison?”
Zivon denied it in a soft and patient voice: “Of course you're welcome. However, this is not the right way to do it, and you will only make your mother worry.”
As soon as he said that, his cell phone started ringing again. This time, it was a phone call from Xavia.
It had already been more than half an hour since he had started driving. She had probably spent a lot of effort looking for Yulia before she finally found the surveillance footage and called him.
He took the cell phone and answered the call, not saying a word.
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