Chapter 11
At that moment, Zackary realized his foolishness.
He went through so much trouble for an imaginary illness, involving his daughter.
Back then, Daisy lay on various examination tables, not uttering a single word.
With tears in my eyes, I just wanted to hear his comforting words.
I just wanted to call him “dad”.
Zackary regretted deeply.
But in the vast sea of people, finding two people who deliberately hide their whereabouts is like finding a needle in a haystack.
Zackary began frantically searching for someone.
The company mobilized all the useful connections it had, even setting up a dedicated team to search for clues and offering a high reward.
Under the almost carpet-like search, Zackary finally had a clue.
An inconspicuous private island in the south.
“Book the plane ticket immediately.”
The secretary looked hesitant and said, “But there was an important meeting coming up soon.”
“Pushed.”
Zackary did not hesitate at all.
Until he landed, he was constructing the wording of an apology in his mind.
I arrived at the hotel where Arabella was staying, based on the information.
The privacy protection here was extremely tight. Zackary and the receptionist wrestled for an hour, trying everything they could, but they couldn’t get him to say a word.
Zackary looked up and noticed the screen playing in the public area, and asked, “Is this common throughout the whole
island?”
The receptionist nodded.
On the beach.
Arabella lay under the umbrella, enjoying the rare tranquility.
Daisy – or more accurately, Daisy – was playing with other children by the beach.
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“It seems like you were in a good mood today?”
A bronze-skinned muscular man walked over and handed her a glass of cold drink, with a smile in the corner of his eyes.
Arabella readily took over and nodded at him, saying, “Finally, Daisy’s name has been changed.”
Changing household registration after going abroad is particularly troublesome. She spent some time on it, and it wasn’t until today that everything finally settled.
“And you, don’t you plan on going back to your home country?”
Arabella raised her chin and asked him.
Ryan Mueller was the person she met after she arrived on the island.
Just arrived on the island, she was unfamiliar with the roads and almost trespassed into someone else’s residence.
If it hadn’t been for Ryan’s timely arrival, she would have been shot long ago.
After chatting a few times, it was discovered that the two of them were in the same profession, just in different departments.
Meeting fellow countrymen in a foreign land, it is inevitable to become friendly.
Ryan smiled and naturally lay down next to her, “I was originally planning to go back, but I changed my mind now.”
He glanced at her ambiguously.
All adults, there is no need to speak too clearly about those obscure thoughts.
Arabella confessed that she had no thoughts of romantic encounters now.
However, the other person asked her how she knew it was just a romantic encounter, maybe it was a destined connection
as well.
Ryan’s behavior did not provoke any dislike.
The empty room, which had been cold and silent for too long, would occasionally be lit up by a candle, driving away the
chill.
Therefore, Arabella tacitly consented to Ryan’s approach and circling.
He suddenly had a slight change in expression and pointed at the screen behind Arabella, asking, “Is that you?”
Arabella looked in the direction he pointed.
It was her ID photo when she joined Pinnacle Group.
How did this thing appear on the screen?
The next second, Zackary’s face appeared, accompanied by subtitles.
“I’m sorry, please forgive me.”
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Arabella furrowed her brow almost simultaneously.
What made her even more displeased was that Zackary released a photo of her and her daughter.
Is this person sick?
The daughter politely knocked on the door, her voice filled with excitement, “Mom, Dad made breakfast!”
Arabella said “Sorry” and quickly got up and left.
We hurriedly returned to the hotel, attracting many glances along the way.
It increasingly infuriated her.
Walking into the hotel lobby and looking around, Zackary was nestled in the corner sofa, constantly recording videos, deleting, and re-recording.
“Zackary, what are you doing now?”
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