Having an extremely smart and brilliant kid as a child was really a headache for a single mother.

Yvonne had experienced this type of feeling more than once.

There was simply nothing that she could do with her daughter.

She would rather not say a word.

Halfway through the story Maria stopped what she was doing and looked at her mother with a curious look on her face, "Mommy, how can you stop with only half the story? Who is my dad? Just tell me the name. I'll look for him myself."

Yvonne began to wonder if this was the child she brought up and took care of.

After raising her for so many years, she was going to go to her father?

Was her father that interesting to her?

It seemed that the child's desire for her father was deep.

She said, "Don't ask anymore. When it's time to send you away, I'll send you away. It seems like you've made up your mind."

She did not want to say anything more and went to her room.

Maria quickly jumped off the sofa and walked into the bedroom, as she knew her mom wasn't going to respond to her.

She saw her mom lying on the bed with a tired look.

Maria stood by the bed and couldn't help asking, "Mommy, are you sad? Is it because Daddy did something wrong to you?"

"No," Yvonne shook her head. "Don't ask. You just have to remember that your father is a very good man. It's my fault. I am not a qualified mother, not a qualified girlfriend, nor a qualified woman. In short, I have many shortcomings. I don't deserve your father."

"Mommy, why do you say that?" Maria's nose twitched when she heard her mother's words.

Then, the phone suddenly rang.

Yvonne picked up the phone and glanced at the screen.

Maria asked, "Mommy, did you change the ringtone? This music is not nice. It's too earpiercing."

Yvonne was stunned. How could she tell her daughter? The truth was that she had already stopped using her public number and the phone she was using at the moment was registered under someone else's number and name.

Children were too young to understand these things no matter how smart they were.

It was best not to explain.

Yvonne picked up the phone and said, "Hello, Madam Sherwood."

"Yvonne." An old voice sounded over the phone. "Someone came to see you today. They were two good-looking men. Although they're good-looking, they were frowning throughout the whole time. They don't look like good guys."

"Uh," Yvonne was stunned. "Madam Sherwood, did they leave their names?"

"No," said Madam Sherwood. "I didn't ask either. I only told them that they were in the wrong place, and that I don't know you."

"Oh, okay, thank you so much, Madam Sherwood," Yvonne replied gratefully.

"Yvonne, you must tell me if you've met any difficulties. If you don't have any place to go, you can always come to my place. They probably won't come back again since they've been here."

"I'm fine, don't worry," Yvonne said. "No matter who comes to look for me in the future, just say that you don't know me."

"Alright."

Madam Sherwood then hung up the phone.

Maria looked at her mom beside her, her eyes full of doubt. "Was it Daddy? Was he looking for you? Did he go to Madam Sherwood's place to look for you?"

"What daddy?" Yvonne said in a heavy tone, "Maria, I want to sleep for a while. Be obedient, don't disturb me, and don't run around. I will take a nap and then wake up later to deal with some things." Maria could tell that her mommy was really not in the mood, so she simply nodded.

"Well, Mommy, I'll go play in the living room outside. You can sleep now. I'll close the door for you." The little girl went out by herself and closed the door.

Seeing that her daughter was suddenly so well-behaved, Yvonne blamed herself again.

She knew that her daughter was always considerate and caring towards her.

She took a deep breath and laid down. No matter what, she needed a nap first. Then only she could think things through.

At that moment, her mind was in a mess and it wasn't a really great time to be thinking.

The Jones family.

Zachary did not go home. He followed Heinz and Grace back to their home.

Grace had never expected that Yvonne would cut off all contact, and even gave a fake address. It was just too unbelievable.

It seemed that there was a story between her and her cousin.

At 12:30 p.m.

Zachary had not left yet.

After Grace woke up from her nap, she saw that they were still in the living room.

Lester came to report just after she woke up.

"President Jones, Mr. Lowe, Miss Attwood picked her child up from kindergarten and was last seen at Culture Road. After that we can't replace any surveillance on her. Right now, we're looking for her from all the other surveillance footage at Culture Road or surrounding it, and the soonest this would be completed is by tomorrow afternoon."

"So slow?" Heinz's brows knitted tightly together.

"President Jones, this is like looking for a needle in a haystack." Lester said, "Miss Attwood just came to Northern City. There is very little footage or visuals of her in public."

"Continue to investigate." Heinz knew that the task was a difficult one.

"Yes." Lester nodded and left.

Zachary's men also called, but the result was the same. It was difficult to look for her.

He was very frustrated.

Heinz comforted him, "It's fine, don't worry. They will replace out sooner or later. If they go out of the city, they would need to take a plane, a car or a train. They will be found."

"If she leaves, she may not leave this way." Zachary thought of how Yvonne escaped and lost his temper. "Her ability to escape is many times better than that of an ordinary person." "You two used to be lovers?" Heinz asked.

Zachary's face fell instantly and there was frustration in his eyes. It seemed that there were thousands of feelings that he felt at the moment that he could not put into words. Just then, Grace's phone rang.

Grace looked at the number and saw that it was a stranger's number.

She picked it up.

"Hello."

"Mrs. Smith?" Yvonne's voice sounded on the other side of the phone.

"Yvonne?" Grace's voice instantly became sharp.

Zachary and Heinz looked up at her.

Grace held the phone tight, her voice a little excited. She opened the speaker mode on the phone.

"Yes, it's me," Yvonne said. "There's something I need your help with."

"Go ahead," Grace said.

"I've just dropped Maria at the kindergarten. Can you help me pick her up and drop her off for these few days?"

"That won't be a problem, but what are you going to do?" she asked. "What I mean is, where are you going?"

"I have something to do," Yvonne said, "Grace, Maria may get a little too talkative and she may cause you some trouble." "That is not a problem," Grace said, "I'm just wondering why you want to leave? What are you hiding from?" She almost asked her if she was hiding from Zachary.

However, in the next second, Yvonne said, "Yes, I'm hiding. I'm avoiding and hiding from your cousin, Zachary."

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