Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！
Chapter 288 Unaware of his identity

With that in mind, Eva looked at the full name on Lucas' chest, which happened to be the same surname as the sender of the remittance earlier that day. If they had the same surname, they were probably very close relatives.

"How are you related to NightA?" Eva asked him.

Lucas knew the answer to this question as Jacob had reminded him not too long ago. "He is my uncle."

Uncle?

Thinking about this, Eva gently asked, "Will your uncle come to pick you up later?"

Lucas shook his head, "My uncle is busy, but he will send a driver to pick me up."

He remembered the instructions Adrian gave him at noon. Usually, Lucas had a terrible memory, but Adrian was really scary, so he remembered everything he said.

"When will the driver come?" Eva asked.

"I don't know." Lucas shrugged his shoulders.

Eva wasn't particularly enthusiastic, but she was curious about NightA, so she couldn't help but say, "Do you want me to take you home?"

Just as she was saying this, a luxury car approached from behind. A middle-aged driver wearing glasses got out of the car and ran up to Lucas.

While Eva was about to say something, the driver saw her, hesitated for a moment, and instinctively greeted her with a bow, "Ms. Hansen."

Upon hearing this, Eva paused and looked at the driver in surprise. "You know me? Who are you?"

The driver was taken aback by her question and felt a sense of foreboding.

Mr. Blackwood had been in a complicated situation with this woman. He handled the money and followed whatever instructions he received from his boss. But he had seen Eva in the car yesterday

and knew that this woman held a significant position in their boss's heart, so he instinctively greeted her when he saw her.

He didn't expect this could be a problem.

"I..." As the driver was struggling with how to explain, he noticed the two children standing next to Eva. A sudden inspiration struck him, and he immediately said, "Since you are standing with these two children, I guessed you must be their mother."

Hearing this, Eva glanced at the two children but seemed skeptical. "Is that so?"

The driver felt a bit embarrassed. "Yes, I don't know your last name. However, both of these children have the last name Hansen, so I referred to you as Ms. Hansen. Please don't be angry if I have offended you."

"It's fine." Eva replied.

"Then I'll take Lucas now." the driver said.

"Okay, take care as you leave." Eva said.

The driver quickly took Lucas to take him home, and Eva stood still, with a neutral expression, watching them leave. After they were gone, she called for her children to get in the car. While fastening her seatbelt, Eva thought again about what the driver had said.

Although it sounded reasonable, her intuition told her that something was amiss about this whole situation.

It couldn't be that simple.

He must have known her, but how?

They hadn't met before, nor had they had any in-depth conversations. Yet, NightA's driver already knew her last name was Hansen. It was highly likely that he had investigated her. Sometimes Eva hated this social circle for precisely this reason.

When you want to know about someone, you don't need to get to know them personally by asking questions. All they need is to that the word, and the people under you will bring all the information about that person to your doorstep. In front of these people, she had no secrets at all.

Although she didn't feel as if she had anything to hide, this method of gathering information didn't sit well with her.

So, when she returned home and sent the kids off to do their homework, Eva took out her phone and messaged NightA.

"Sir, my children said they have met you before, is this so?"

After sending the message, she didn't receive a reply from him.

Ten minutes later, Eva glanced at her phone again, but NightA still hadn't replied to her message.

She wasn't in a hurry. After all, she had already asked the question, and he would reply sooner or later.

With this in mind, Eva added another sentence, "Are your children at their school too?"

After sending it, the nanny called her. As Eva answered, she was about to put her phone away. But unexpectedly, the phone buzzed, and NightA replied instantly, "There is one child there who isn't my child." The speed of this reply surprised Eva, and she raised an eyebrow.

He replied instantly?

In other words, he had actually seen her previous messages but chose not to reply? Why didn't he reply? What was he hiding?

Eva squinted her eyes slightly and suddenly became curious about this NightA. What was he planning?

Soon, he replied again, "My relatives' child goes there. I just occasionally visit."

Eva tugged at her lips and typed, "Is that so? Are you very busy?"

After seeing this message, Adrian was about to pour himself a glass of warm water, but when he saw it, he narrowed his eyes and didn't drink the water. Instead, he asked her, "What do you want?" It was already evening, and she was asking a stranger if he was free?

"I want to ask something." Eva's message came through.

Ask something?

The hostility in Adrian's eyes lessened a bit, "Go ahead."

"Sir, you haven't answered my question. Have you already met my two children?" Eva asked directly.

Upon hearing this question, there was a moment of silence from the other end before he replied, "Isn't that already obvious?"

Obvious?

The coldness in Eva's eyes deepened, "So, is it also obvious for the driver to know my last name is Hansen?"

This message was sent in frustration and without much thought.

After sending it, Eva knew that if NightA had a violent temperament, he would definitely fire the driver or make things difficult for him.

Unfortunately, there were certain things she felt had to be explained, and during this process, someone had to bear the consequences of speaking on her behalf.

NightA obviously didn't expect her to suddenly say this, and after a long silence, replied, "What do you mean?"

"Oh, I just thought it would be better if you personally came to ask me questions if you wanted to know about me." Eva typed in response.

Adrian couldn't understand what she meant by that.

It was probably because the driver revealed something when picking Lucas up today.

What an idiot.

He scolded silently in his mind but didn't show anything on the surface.

Although Adrian didn't know what exactly the driver revealed, the fact that Eva still referred to him as Sir or NightA meant that she didn't know his real identity yet.

Perhaps she felt offended because she thought he had investigated her?

After pondering for a moment, Adrian called Jacob to inquire about the situation.

After hearing the news from the driver, Jacob replied with just one word, "Apologize."

"Apologize?" Adrian repeated.

"Yeah, Mr. Blackwood, if you don't apologize in a timely manner now, it might affect your situation in front of the two children later." Jacob reminded him.

After hanging up the phone, Adrian thought for a moment before replying to Eva's message, "I'm sorry if I offended you. I just asked someone I'm familiar with about Ruby and Dylan's parents." Someone familiar?

"Who?" Eva replied very quickly.