She would use the rest of her life to watch him prove it to her.
Half an hour later, a feast was laid out on the table.
There were beef and mutton slices as well as a variety of vegetables.
Mayaâs eyes gleamed as her gaze remained locked on the meat slices.
These look so delicious!
Less than three minutes upon sitting down, she had completely forgotten her earlier declaration that she would not eat any meat. She stuffed slice after slice of meat into her mouth happily.
Nicole and Evan shot each other knowing grins.
Their gluttonous little daughter would use just about any excuse so that she could get to eat meat.
Evan gazed at his daughter in amusement as he suggested, âLetâs go for a walk after dinner, okay?â
Since she clearly could not control herself, they would have to come up with a way to increase her exercise.
âA walk?â The little girl thought over his suggestion for several seconds before nodding.
The other three kids piped up eagerly, wanting to go on a walk too.
After dinner, Evan helped Nicole to clean up the table before bringing the children out for a walk.
Nicole stayed behind to wash the dishes. When she was done, she sat down on the couch to relax. Just then, her phone rang.
Checking the caller ID, she saw that it was Sheila.
âNicole, how are you?â
âHi. Iâm okay. Whatâs up?â
âWhat happened back then was not your fault! Donât be too sad, alright?â
Huh?
Nicole frowned in puzzlement. However, before she could even strike a question, Sheila was already continuing, âDavin told me all about it. Youâre not at fault for what your mother did so donât go blaming yourself, okay? Mr. Seet definitely wonât break up with you over this!â
What did my mother do? Why would Evan want to break up with me? Just what is Sheila going on about! Unless⦠Evan is hiding something from me?
She probed, âWas my mother over the line?â
âOf course nobody wanted that car accident to happen! Iâm sure your mother didnât mean to hit and kill Davinâs grandmother. Nicole, donât think so much on thisâ¦â
Nicoleâs mind went blank.
Did Sheila just say that Mom had killed Davinâs grandmother? How can that be?
On the other side of the phone, Sheila was still prattling on. However, Nicole did not hear a thing over the loud humming in her ears.
Her mind seemed to be stuck in a loop. Thereâs no way that Mom had killed someone. She wouldnât commit a hit and run. Sheâs too kind for that! Itâs impossible!
Then again, Sheila would not have dared to say something so outrageous unless it held some truth to it.
Besides, such an incident would explain the sudden change in Russellâs attitude a lot better than a conflict of interest in the business world did.
Nicoleâs expression was grim as she ended the call and dialed Zaneâs number.
He would be the only one who had known the truth of this matter.
All she wanted now was an explanation from him about exactly what happened, all those years ago!
However, he did not pick up even after she tried twice.
Standing up, she grabbed her jacket and locked the door as she rushed toward the elevators.
She had to ask him for answers. She needed the answers now!
She sped toward the Lane family villa and hurried into the living room.
The maids were clearly surprised to see her there. One of them exclaimed, âMs. Nicole, why are you back here?â
âWhereâs my father?â Nicole went straight to the point, not wanting to waste any more time.
âMs. Nicole, Sir canât see you right now. Perhaps you could come again tomorrow?â
He canât see me now? No! I canât wait! I need to meet with him now!
âTell him that I wonât leave unless he meets with me.â
Expression hard, she settled herself on the couch, looking to the rest of the world as if she would not be willing to budge an inch.
Feeling anxious, the maid scurried upstairs.
As Nicole continued to wait in the living room, she realized that something was off.
Sylvia should have been bearing down on me to throw me out of the house by now. Why isnât she doing so?
She questioned one of the maids who was wiping the floor nearby. The maid answered that Sylvia and Sylphiette were out of the country.
Nicoleâs brows knitted deeply as she wondered why they would suddenly leave the country.
âWhy did they leave?â
âWe donât know, Ms. Nicole.â