Chapter 611

Olivia didn’t know the children at all, but when she heard them crying, she felt her heart squeezing.

She quietly walked up to the tall man. She asked, “Do you need help?”

As soon as she said that, she wondered if she was seeing things, but she saw the man freezing.

The man had his back to her, and he was wearing a mask as well. She couldn’t see his expression.

She explained in a kind tone, “Don’t misunderstand, sir. I just saw you taking care of two children alone,

so I thought you might need a hand.”

The man remained silent, but the child in the stroller was crying even louder now.

Olivia’s attention was drawn to the baby.

In the milky white stroller was a baby girl wearing a pink jumpsuit. She was crying so hard that her face

was all wrinkly. Her tender face was filled with a pitiful look.

Olivia hastily picked the baby up, and the man didn’t stop her.

“Good girl, are you feeling hungry? Be good and don’t cry.”

Her voice seemed to have an enchanting allure. The baby who was wailing just now instantly stopped

crying.

The baby had probably been crying for too long. She now leaned in Olivia’s embrace, sobbing quietly.

It was only then that Olivia saw the child’s face. Her features were very exquisite, and her eyes were

huge and round.

Clear teardrops still hung on her long and thick eyelashes.

The baby was very pretty.

But for some reason, Olivia felt that she had seen the baby somewhere before.

The baby seemed to have thought of something, and she started smiling through her tears. There was

a shallow dimple on her left cheek. It wasn’t very obvious thanks to her baby fat.

Returning to her senses, Olivia hastily apologized, “Sorry, I was so anxious that I picked your child up.

She’s not crying anymore, though.”

The man beside her stared at her for a long while. He suddenly asked, “Do you not recognize me

anymore?”

The man’s voice was low, and he sounded as if he was torn.

It was a very small voice, so small that Olivia thought she was hearing things.

Thinking that she was imagining things, Olivia looked at the man with a curious gaze. “Sir, did you say

something?”

The man glanced around them warily. “This isn’t a good place to talk. Let’s talk somewhere else.”

Olivia could hear him this time. “Do we know each other?”

The man turned around. Every part of his body was covered except for his eyes.

Somehow, he gave off a dangerous feeling.

A look of confusion flashed across the man’s eyes. But soon, he said again, “I’ll be waiting for you in

the café on the seventh floor. Come alone, and don’t tell anyone about this.”

When he took the child from Olivia’s arms, he said again, “I’ll tell you the whole truth.”

As soon as the baby left Olivia’s embrace, she began crying again. The man stuffed the children into

his jacket. Then, he loaded the baby items he had picked out onto the stroller.

After that, he rushed toward the counter to pay for the items.

A bodyguard came over as well. “What did that man say to you, Mrs. Miller?”

Olivia didn’t remember what had happened between her and that man. Still, she instinctively chose not

to betray him.

“He was taking care of two children on his own, and he seemed to be struggling, so I helped him out.

He was thanking me.”

Cyril said with a stern expression, “Mrs. Miller, that man looks a little suspicious. Please stay away from

him, and don’t approach any strangers recklessly. We’ll leave right after picking out the items.”

“Alright.”

Olivia averted her gaze from the man at the counter. She felt a little nervous. The man said that he

would be waiting for her at the café.

Should she go, or should she not?