C21 Suspect His Purpose

Clarie Scott was stunned and then burst into laughter. "Your father is no longer in this world. I can't find him!"

Frank Scott's bright eyes suddenly flashed. He then whispered into Clarie Scott's ear, "Mommy, I saw someone saying on the internet yesterday that our dad is a superstar."

"Who said that?" Clarie Scott was too busy yesterday night changing her resume to post, so she didn't notice the message online.

Frank Scott grunted: "A lot of people say that on the internet."

"Which superstar?" Clarie Scott's heart tightened.

"A male celebrity named Henry Wilson!" As the little guy spoke, he stole a glance at Mommy's reaction.

Clarie Scott's face instantly turned pale. The three words, Henry Wilson, made her panic.

Actually, when a few friends saw the portrait of their son, they all suspected that she had something to do with Henry Wilson.

Could it be that the man who was with her that night was Henry Wilson?

Emma Scott, on the other hand, had a different opinion. She pouted and said, "That uncle from earlier looks very similar to brother. Who knows, maybe he's our father?"

Cold sweat broke out all over Clarie Scott's body when she heard her daughter's reminder. A bad premonition wrapped itself around her heart, making her feel as if her heart was trembling.

"Alright, you two little fellows have too much imagination. Let's hurry up and leave. We're going to be late!" Clarie Scott suppressed the various guesses and uneasiness in her heart, took hold of the two Little Treasure's hands and quickly walked towards the kindergarten.

"I still feel that Henry Wilson is like our dad."

"Impossible, that uncle just now is even more similar."

"Alright, stop talking. Hurry up and follow your teacher into the classroom and we won't be picking you up for lunch. In the afternoon, Mommy will come to pick you up from school." Clarie Scott said a few words in a soft voice before escorting her children to her teacher's side and leaving.

As soon as she stepped out of the school gate, she anxiously bit a finger. She turned around to look at the school, and then looked at the road where the man had parked his car.

What was the man's purpose for suddenly appearing here?

Clarie Scott lowered her head to look at the contract in her hands, anger burning in her beautiful eyes.

If she wanted her child, she would tear up the contract and throw it at him.

Clarie Scott's heart was filled with resentment. She would definitely not allow anyone to have any bad thoughts about her child.

No matter what the other party's motive was, Clarie Scott wanted to go over and see.

She waved to stop a car and arrived at the Wishful Thinking Building's entrance. She first called her godmother, Eleanor Cole, to tell her about her re-employment.

Eleanor Cole first felt happy for her and even said that she would give her a welcoming party tonight to celebrate.

Clarie Scott didn't dare mention another part of the bastard's purpose to her godmother.

Standing in the Personnel Department office of this company, her treatment was evidently much better than last time.

She was shown into a very elegant drawing room.

Just as she was deep in thought, the door to the reception room was suddenly pushed open.

Clarie Scott, who was still in a daze, suddenly froze when she saw the tall and straight figure.

That person's sharp eyes also stared at her the moment he walked in.

Clarie Scott's unfathomably deep black eyes were intimidating as they casually swept over, causing her to shiver.

I'm finished, she moaned. I've fallen into this bastard's pie trap.

Even though Clarie Scott was already a mother, she was still no match for Dempsey Wilson.