Chapter 1415
When There Is Nothing Left But Love
That single statement had me convinced; he had managed to repeat the contents of the note without
fail.
It wouldnât be much of a surprise for a six-year-old boy from such a renowned family to be able to
produce such neat handwriting. However, it was tough to believe he could get so many people to do his
biddings.
Crouching, I held his arms and asked with a serious expression, âYouâre not allowed to lie, okay? Tell
me the truth! Do you know the one who asked me over?â
âDo you not believe me?â As Gregory asked, he walked over and accessed his tablet. The moment he
took his seat, he started executing a series of commands. If I hadnât been there to witness it, I wouldnât
believe have believed he had such a mature side.
Since he had dove right into it, in fear of interrupting him, I had to sneak my way over to check on the
things he was up to.
Countless rows of codes could be seen on the screen as Gregory swiftly ran his chubby fingers across
the keyboard.
After a short while, a large notification was prompted on the screenâSuccess!
He seemed to have gained access to another personâs device.
I asked, âDid you hack someone?â
The little boy explained in a mellifluous tone, âNah, I have merely edited a program and disguised
myself as Daddy. I dropped our chauffeur and Mr. Campbell a text, acting as though Iâm my father.
They approached you and brought you over because they thought it was Daddyâs instructions.â
It turned out that he had been manipulating his fatherâs subordinates in a rather creative and
complicated method.
With that being said, the thing that surprised me the most was the fact he could easily execute
countless complicated commands to edit the software.
However, I still had my fair share of doubts. Thus, I looked at the screen and repeated my question,
âAre you really the one behind the note?â
âMmm!â Gregory nodded with a determined look. He must be afraid I wouldnât trust him.
I secretly sized him up and wondered if I should consider myself lucky.
Initially, I had thought I could regain a part of my lost memories, yet I had been brought over for
something else.
I canât possibly pick on the child and ruin his day, right? After all, he merely wished to see me in person.
Sighing, I returned his tablet to him and put on a stern front, seriously warning him, âYouâre smart, but
youâre not allowed to keep your father in the dark anymore if youâre going to meet another stranger in
person. Youâre the son of the wealthiest man in the country. If anyone figures out your identity, youâre
going to be in huge trouble, okay?â
I had a hard time figuring out if the child could comprehend my words when he began blinking his eyes
rapidly.
I wasnât in the mood to teach someone elseâs son on their behalf anymore. âAlright, since you have
seen me, and I have turned you down, I guess itâs the end of our session today. Itâs getting late. Iâll be
heading back now. Goodbye.â
Just as I was about to leave, the young boy stopped me and begged with his face puckered in a
pitiable manner, âWhat do you need from me to be my mother?â
I actually started feeling bad when I heard him crying. It was indeed an odd sensation for a woman who
had never given birth.
When I was about to say something, a stern voice could be heard, yelling at the entrance, âStop fooling
around!â
The moment I turned around, someone had barged into the private room.
Ashton was dressed in a gray suit and a pair of suit pants that didnât have a single wrinkle on them. His
neatly combed hair matched his public image; he had always shown up on the television in such a
manner.
He glanced at me before asking the little boy with a straight face, âAre you going to move away from
her or not?â
When the little boy heard his fatherâs question, he glared at him and yelled, âNo! I want her to be my
mother! I donât want anyone else!â
It was such an awkward scene to be a part of. With no idea on how to deal with the awkwardness, I
began with a smile, âI think heâs missing his motherâ¦â
âIf that wasnât the case, do you think you could get the better of him?â Ashton deadpanned his reply. I
couldnât help but wonder if the man was human.