Chapter 381 Swiftly dabbing her eyes with a tissue, Agnes tried to compose herself. Tm sorry: she began, forcing a smile. âThis burger just...it reminds me so much of how my mom used to make themâ
Albertâs expression softened, noticing her distress. âYou must miss your mom Being away on set can be hard, especially for someone as young as you. If youâre feeling homesick, maybe give her a call? I bet she misses hearing from youâ
Overwhelmed by emotion, Agnesâs tears flowed freely wish I could call her the choked out, âbut sheâs no longer with us.
Seeing this, Albert was also moved and let out a sigh, âPoor kid, what about your dad?
âMy dad my dad is at home, but I donât know what to say to himâ
Thinking about Preston, Agnes felt a whirlwind of emotions.
She used to have a happy family and a cheerful childhood.
She loved her dad deeply, thinking he was a hero, a super dad But then a lot happened Plus, the arrival of Ms. Laura and Beatrice.
Agnes felt increasingly distant from the dad she remembered Deep down, she knew Preston felt guilty and wanted to mend their father-daughter relationship.
But, she was still harboning resentment, resentment for his betrayal of her mom.
Now, knowing there might be more to her momâs death.
Her feelings for Preston became even more complicated.
Beatrice claimed, she overheard the words during a fight between Laura and Preston If it was true, then Preston mustâve known there might be a connection between her momâs death and the Whitfield family.
Agnes tried to process the sudden revelation, her thoughts jumbled. Why hadnât Albert shared this sooner?
Albert sighed. âYou might as well see me as your godfather then. If ever youâre in a bind, donât hesitate to reach out.â
Caught off guard, Agnes could only stare Seeing her surprise, Albert held out an aged bracelet to her. âIt might not look like much, but itâs been with me for years. Take it. I hope it offers you protection.â The unexpected gesture only deepened Agnesâs bewilderment. Their conversation had been so casual, so why this sudden offer of a godfather bond?
Albert, noting her perplexed look, chuckled, âI can see the gears turning in your head Thinking Iâm some odd old man with hidden intentions?â
Hastily. Agnes responded, âNo, not in the least.â
Deep down, she knew Albert was no ordinary restaurant owner. His establishment only operated for a few weeks each year, a mere pastime for him. The patrons of his restaurant, cloaked in designer attire and shielded behind sunglasses, exuded an aura of authority. And the constant presence of luxury vehicles outside the modest eatery spoke volumes of his stature.
There was something about Albert that made Agnes feel he was like a reclusive sage Agnes just particularly liked the taste of the food here, so she often came But she never thought she would have any connection with this seemingly mysterious man.
Albert laughed and said, âDonât worry, I have no other intentions. I just believe in fate. The moment I saw you, I felt a connection.
Iâm all alone, no kids. I was thinking, if I had gotten married and had kids, my daughter would probably be around your age nowâ
With these words, Albert seemed a bit melancholic.