Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy!
Chapter 376: The Daughter of an Old Friend

Chapter 376: Chapter 376: The Daughter of an Old Friend

"Mr. Smith, it seems... Miss Norton is heading to the Ancient Town again." From the passenger seat of the Rolls-Royce, Secretary Little Williams turned back to speak to the rear seat.

"Hmm, just follow her."

The middle-aged man responded softly, his voice low and gentle, then continued reviewing the documents in his hand.

Little Williams’ investigation was thorough. The young girl who resembles Chloe turned out to indeed be Chloe’s daughter.

That little girl back then used an escape skill to fake her death and took away the Hart Family’s two children. Over four years later, she quietly returned to the country, already successful in her career and mature in mindset, no longer the bullied little orphan from those days.

After reading all the information, Thomas Smith sighed deeply and murmured to himself, "Chloe... I was at fault. If I had returned sooner and known you left at such a young age, I would definitely have taken your daughter to raise her, never allowing her to stay with the Garcia Family and be bullied by her stepmother."

Little Williams turned back to ask, "Mr. Smith, are you still planning to take Miss Norton away now? During these days of my investigation, I found quite a bit about her online, mostly cyberbullying. She’s rekindled her old romance with that Mr. Hart, but his family strongly opposes. The Hart Family is now in the spotlight, and you’ve surely seen the financial news—if not careful, the Hart Family might go completely bankrupt this time. If Miss Norton stays with him, I’m afraid the days ahead..."

Thomas Smith said, "She’s not a child anymore. It’s not just up to me to take her away. Besides, I have no standing, as we’re unrelated."

Little Williams puzzled, "Then why did you have me investigate her? Was it to..."

"I just want to know if she’s doing well. If she is, I won’t interfere. If not..."

If she wasn’t, he certainly wouldn’t stand by idly.

In his youth, he had responsibilities and had to leave the Ancient Town, thus failing Chloe.

Now free, he was eligible to return and search for his old love, but unfortunately... the person is gone, only sadness remains.

Fortunately, not seeing Chloe, he could meet her daughter—perhaps it was fate.

He was willing to provide all protections for Chloe’s daughter within his capabilities.

Among the documents were very clear photos, all of Amelia Garcia.

Thomas Smith stared foolishly at the photos, his gaze astonishingly gentle, as if his eyes penetrated the paper and traveled back decades, seeing that beautiful lady smiling at him in the flowing water town of Jiangnan.

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Amelia Garcia re-entered the courtyard, wasted no words, and directly threw the evidence in front of the woman.

Jacob Garcia stepped forward heroically, looking at her disdainfully: "With evidence like a mountain, if you don’t want to end up in jail, just pack up and leave River City forever!"

The woman picked up the documents, flipped through them, and immediately cursed, "You’re so rich! What’s wrong with helping me out a bit? As the saying goes, the rich are merciless! You are the epitome of that!"

Amelia Garcia couldn’t be bothered to argue more, slightly tossed her head, and the bodyguards stepped forward and stood on either side of the woman.

The lawyer also stepped forward, handing her the tickets, "The tickets have been purchased for you, please return to your hometown."

The woman tried to protest, but the older woman stepped forward, pulling her daughter, "Let’s go, stop disgracing yourself... You really... you wouldn’t listen back then, simply wouldn’t listen..."

The family, cursing and packing, were personally sent away by someone Amelia Garcia appointed.

With the year’s end approaching, the temperature had risen noticeably.

Amelia Garcia sat in the courtyard, basking in the warm sun, gazing at the azure sky above. After a while, she thought of something, snapped a photo of the blue sky and white clouds, and sent it to Christopher Hart.

[Once you finish your work, let’s go to the Ancient Town for a few days—the stay at this courtyard is quite pleasant.]

The man quickly called her.

"Hello..." She sounded lazy from the sunbathing, coupled with solving the trouble, her tone was languid and weak.

Christopher Hart, listening to her tone, felt his ears tingle and softly asked, "Is the matter resolved?"

"Yes. You wouldn’t believe it, the little boy isn’t Michael Garcia’s biologically. With solid evidence, that woman cursed for a while then scurried away."

Christopher Hart’s tone carried admiration, "Incredible transformation in three days. My dear Amelia has truly changed."

"This credit isn’t mine. Jacob Garcia managed everything—if you want to commend someone, naturally it should be Mr. Hart for his keen judgment!" She said this, with a hint of laughter in her voice.

Mr. Hart immediately became smug, "Of course. The one time I misjudged cost me half a lifetime of pain. I can’t dare make the same mistake again."

Though he didn’t elaborate, Amelia Garcia understood fully.

He was referring to not trusting her back then, which led to misunderstandings and hurt, transforming them from childhood sweethearts to being like strangers.

In her good mood, Amelia Garcia didn’t want to revisit old grievances, especially since things had moved on; there was no need to bring them up. She leisurely sighed, "You continue working; I’m hanging up to enjoy this comfortable sunbathing..."

Christopher Hart, listening to her lazy tone, imagined her languid posture, and his heart softened, "When I finish my work, I’ll join you in sunbathing."

"Finish your work first..."

After hanging up, Amelia Garcia sat idly for a while, then suddenly thought of something and sat up, glancing at the chamber behind her.

Jacob Garcia approached her with a glass of water, seeing her staring thoughtfully at the house, curiously asked: "What are you thinking?"

"I’m considering... this courtyard that’s been here for decades, some areas are somewhat dirty and dilapidated. After the new year, I’ll have someone refurbish it. Later, we could use it as a vacation spot for occasional stays, which would be quite pleasant."

Jacob Garcia drank the tea and put down the cup, asking her, "Do you know the price of this courtyard?"

Amelia Garcia fixed her gaze on him, "You’ve checked it out?"

"Yes, such a large courtyard villa doesn’t go for less than 80,000 per square meter. You can roughly calculate the total area and know the total price."

"Eighty thousand?" Amelia Garcia slightly gasped.

No wonder when Christopher Hart learned she owned a courtyard villa, he teased her about being a wealthy lady.

It turned out the courtyard villas in the Ancient Town were worth such a fortune!

No wonder, Michael Garcia tried every means to make her give up her property rights.

If this courtyard villa were sold, it could almost clear the company’s and his personal debts inside and out.

Jacob Garcia was leaning against the stone railing, dragging his tone as he praised himself, "Does this mean I also treat money like dirt and have quite the magnanimity?"

Amelia Garcia smiled, "Certainly! If you ever regret it, don’t turn against me."

"Tch—"

The siblings joking with each other, Jacob Garcia noticed someone entering from the screen wall.

He assumed it was another tourist visiting and immediately stood up, saying, "I’m sorry, this is a private residence, not a scenic area."

Secretary Little Williams smiled courteously, "Hello, I am not a tourist, I am looking for the owner of this courtyard."

Looking for the owner of the courtyard?

Amelia Garcia immediately sat up more, her tone becoming a bit more formal, "Hello, I am the owner of this courtyard, how can I help you?"