Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy!
Chapter 144 He Will Definitely Come to Find You Tonight

Chapter 144: Chapter 144 He Will Definitely Come to Find You Tonight

"Hope!"

"Mommy! Mommy!"

Mother and daughter, seeing each other, both started running excitedly.

Amelia Garcia crouched down and hugged her daughter tightly.

"Oh my... How could you run out here by yourself? What if you ran into a bad person? It was too risky!"

On the road, Amelia Garcia made another call to Snow Fitch, roughly understanding what had happened, and was so frightened that she floored the gas pedal the entire way.

This little rascal was way too bold!

"Mommy, I came out with Aunt Harper and Uncle Fuller, I’m safe!"

Hope didn’t see her actions as dangerous at all, her childish voice still laced with pride!

Amelia Garcia was torn between laughter and tears, she reached out to tweak her daughter’s nose and said with a stern face, "You’re not allowed to do that in the future, or else Mommy will be angry."

"Okay... But Mommy is not allowed to leave me either, or Hope will be angry, hmph!"

The little girl cocked her head, full of defiance.

The nearby police officer couldn’t help but chuckle, "This child is too adorable, truly endearing."

Amelia Garcia’s current identity information didn’t match Hope’s, but the striking similarity in their appearance was undeniable. The officer was in a dilemma, unsure whether to release them or not.

Fortunately, Snow Fitch arrived in time.

After some communication, Snow Fitch signed the papers, and the conscientious officer finally allowed them to take the little girl away.

Stepping out of the police station, Amelia Garcia checked the time on her wrist, half-past eleven.

"It’s noon, let’s find a place to eat!"

Snow Fitch couldn’t be happier, "Sounds great, I can also play with Hope a bit longer."

The three of them happily went to look for a restaurant.

Outside the police station, in a Rolls-Royce Cullinan, Christopher Hart watched this scene intently, his lips quirking up with a sinister smile.

The driver, Lucas King, turned back, "President Hart, shall we go over now?"

"No, back to the office."

"Huh?" Lucas King was perplexed.

He had come all this way, why not meet them?

Seeing his confusion, Christopher Hart said indifferently, "What’s the point of meeting in broad daylight?"

"Oh—" Lucas King drew out the syllable, his smile suggestive, "Right, right, right, the dark of night is more suited for a secret rendezvous."

Christopher Hart: "..."

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Sitting down at the restaurant, Amelia Garcia couldn’t wait to hug her daughter and seat her in her lap.

"Tell me, what’s the exact story?"

Hope pouted her little mouth, and her big eyes rolled around, "Well, I just missed mommy... And daddy wouldn’t help me call, so I had to figure it out myself."

Snow Fitch, who had communicated with the officer earlier, learned the details and curiously furrowed her brows.

"Amelia, don’t you think this is a trap?"

Amelia Garcia looked over, "What kind of trap?"

"Hope has been at the police station for so long now, Aunt Harper and the bodyguard surely must have reported to Christopher Hart, right? With his power, just one phone call and the officer would have personally escorted Hope back— it shouldn’t have fallen to you to pick up the kid."

The smile on Amelia Garcia’s face suddenly froze.

Yeah...

She had been so immersed in the joy of finally seeing her daughter that she had forgotten to consider the irrationality of it all.

The two exchanged glances, Snow Fitch nodded thoughtfully and then looked at the confused Hope, sighing, "You... little silly, you’ve been used by your dad."

Hope was baffled, "What does ’used’ mean?"

Amelia Garcia stroked her daughter’s tender, pale cheeks, smiling as she changed the subject, "It doesn’t mean anything, let’s eat, what would Hope like to have?"

"I’ll order for myself."

"Sure. Here’s the menu for you."

Snow Fitch leaned in and whispered in a low voice, "Looks like you need to think about how to deal with him—tonight, he’s definitely going to come looking for you."

Amelia Garcia’s eyes drooped, and her mood suddenly became much more somber.

After they finished eating, Snow Fitch had work to handle in the afternoon and had to leave first.

Unexpectedly, Hope suddenly looked at her and asked sweetly, "Aunt Snow Fitch, can I go play with my little brother? I miss him so much."

"Uh—" Snow Fitch suddenly got tongue-tied, glancing at Amelia Garcia unnaturally.

"This... Of course, you can, but Auntie has to go to work. Is it okay if Mommy takes you to see your little brother?"

Hope immediately turned back to look at Amelia Garcia, "Mommy, can I?"

"Of course, you can. Mommy will take you there in a little while."

These past few days, the two brothers had also been talking nonstop about missing their sister. They couldn’t miss this heaven-sent opportunity.

"Yay! That’s great, Mommy, let’s go quickly!" Hope jumped down and couldn’t wait to tug at her mother’s hand.

On the way, Amelia Garcia gave Kane a call.

Not wanting her daughter to hear the conversation, she communicated with Kane in English.

"What? You’re saying Hope is with you? You’re coming to find us now?"

"Yeah, she’s missing her brothers."

"So... should I stay away?"

"Uh, that would be best. Just have Sister Jones stay at home."

Kane was always respectful towards her, especially in front of the children, so he readily agreed, "Okay, I’ll go to the studio this afternoon. You just focus on spending time with the kids."

"Thank you, Kane."

"Darling, you never need to thank me."

After hanging up, Amelia Garcia let out a long sigh, feeling somewhat conflicted.

Ever since that night when Kane made it clear he wanted to pursue her, he had noticeably closed the distance between them.

She hadn’t refused him again, wanting to give each other a chance to try.

And indeed, she could use him to fend off Christopher Hart’s entanglement.

But this felt somewhat unethical.

Her gaze shifted to the rearview mirror, and seeing the little girl sitting obediently in the back, radiating cuteness from head to toe, she couldn’t help but smile.

The more time they spent together, the harder it was to think about leaving.

Yet not leaving would mean getting more and more entangled with Christopher Hart—if he discovered her sons one day, things would become increasingly complicated.

She refocused on driving, letting out another sigh.

Perhaps after meeting today, it was time to leave.

But how to tell Hope?

She would surely be very sad and upset...

The brothers, upon hearing their sister was coming, hurriedly set out all their toys and prepared storybooks, while the other couldn’t wait to bring out all the snacks, twisting open yogurt bottles.

Waiting by the door, they heard the elevator ring and without waiting for Amelia Garcia to come out of the elevator with Hope, the brothers had already burst through the door.

"Little sister, you finally came!"

"Little sister, welcome to our home!"

Amelia Garcia, seeing her sons and not yet ready to explain to Hope, found that the two brothers had already pulled their sister inside, one on each side.

The three children were chattering nonstop, creating a lively scene.

Sister Jones was surprised to see Hope, but Amelia Garcia didn’t want to explain too much and was worried Sister Jones might accidentally spill the beans, so she simply gave her half a day off.

After sending Sister Jones away, Amelia Garcia watched the three children in the living room and felt as though she had the whole world!

In this life, to have moments of reunion with the siblings, was truly too thrilling and exciting for her.