Hearing this, Alia Miles furrowed her brows slightly.
"Yes, I have the sa feeling, but she is Brooke, not Kiki."
"She had an accident, and with today’s advanced technology, even Gu can be used on people."
Craig Landers added another sentence.
Alia’s steps paused, and she looked at him sowhat hesitantly and asked, "Are you suspecting Brooke is Kiki?"
Craig didn’t speak, but sothing flickered in his upward-slanting peach blossom eyes.
"No way, I’m Kiki’s best girlfriend. If this person were really Kiki, she couldn’t hide it from ."
Alia shook her head and said.
She hadn’t ruled out this possibility.
But that was Sarah Moore, the daughter of the Moore family.
How could the Moore family do such a thing as switch people?
Moreover, she’s Kiki’s best friend.
If Sarah Moore were indeed Kiki, she couldn’t possibly not secretly tell her, right?
"I’m just speculating."
Craig Landers massaged his tired brow and said lightly.
Alia looked at his handso yet haggard profile, hesitant to speak.
In her heart, she still blad him. If it weren’t for him, Kiki wouldn’t have disappeared.
But seeing him like this, imagining a stranger who sowhat resembled Kiki as Kiki, she couldn’t help but sympathize with him.
This period of ti hasn’t been easy for him either.
Where exactly is Kiki?
Could it be Sarah Moore?
"Mommy!"
A child’s voice pulled Alia’s thoughts back.
It was the voice of her sons!
Alia quickly turned around, looking at the two little ones running towards her, full of surprise.
"Charlie, Bea, why are you here?"
"Dad’s location showed he’s here, so we had Uncle Driver bring us over."
Dominic Hawke’s eyes sparkled as he enjoyed Alia’s affection and said.
"Yeah, Mommy, I missed you so much."
Bea was more straightforward, hugging Alia’s waist, acting cute and spoiled.
Alia’s heart lted, and she affectionately kissed the two little ones again, full of relief.
As long as Frost Moore cured Damon Hawke’s illness, their family of four would be reunited.
"You two are so grown up yet still act cute, you’re like little girls."
Craig Landers, feeling neglected on the side, teased, then strode towards the private room.
"Uncle Wayne is annoying."
Bea was called a sissy and pouted.
"He’s not in a good mood, just ignore him."
Alia ruffled their soft hair and took their hands as they headed to the private room.
"Mommy, is the miracle doctor here? Is Daddy’s illness cured?"
Dominic, more concerned with the real issue, looked up and asked.
Alia thought about Frost Moore’s words, and her heart tightened slightly.
They still needed to find a matching new host.
It’s a major challenge.
But having hope is better than having none.
"Don’t worry, Daddy’s illness will be cured."
"Yeah, Mommy, once Daddy’s illness is cured, our family can be together," Bea said.
Alia smiled gently and entered the private room where Damon was.
In the private room, Damon was still busy.
The two little ones happily called for Daddy, and Damon set his work aside and chatted with them for a while.
Alia watched the father-son interaction with a face full of satisfaction.
Her gaze fell on Craig Landers, who was playing with a lighter, sitting inattentively on the sofa, lost in thought.
Perhaps he’s thinking about Leia Quinn.
Alia sighed softly in her heart.
Just then, Damon’s phone rang.
Alia glanced at it, her fingers instinctively curling slightly.
The phone displayed the na Victoria Don.
Victoria Don was calling.
This vicious woman, how she wished she could tear her apart.
Damon glanced at the phone, then looked up at Alia.
Alia pursed her lips, "Why not answer it?"
Damon’s attractive lips curled up, reaching out to her.
Alia, not understanding, still placed her hand in his palm.
Damon pulled her to sit beside him, one arm wrapping around her waist as he answered the call with the other.
The familiar, pleasant scent of the man filled her nose.
Alia blinked, slightly tilting her head to look at the man’s firm jawline.
He’s actually holding her?
Didn’t he dislike her?
"Hello?"
Damon restrained the urge to pull his hand back, focusing on the call.
"Tom, where are you?"
Victoria Don’s soft voice ca through the call.
"I’m at a social gathering, what’s up?"
Damon replied flatly.
"Nothing, just missed you. Co back soon."
Victoria Don said softly.
Damon gave a brief acknowledgnt and hung up the call.
Alia played with his well-defined hand, teasing jealously, "Mr. Hawke, she misses you, shouldn’t you quickly go back and accompany her?"
She already knew that Victoria had just been discharged.
Because she was taken to the police station, she was so frightened that she fell seriously ill, pretending to be dead every day in the hospital.
Thinking of Victoria Don being terrified enough to wet herself in fright, Alia felt a burst of satisfaction.
"Jealous? I am quite obedient, whatever you say goes."
Damon chuckled, ruffling Elara Don’s hair before he couldn’t resist any longer and released her hand.
Alia felt the cooling temperature in her hand, also knowing Damon’s limit had been reached.
She sighed, moved slightly away from him, and gathered the two little ones into her arms.
"It’s like I’m a domineering girlfriend. If you want to go back, I’m not stopping you."
"I wouldn’t dare."
Damon smiled, "I’m afraid the two little treasures in your arms would kill with their eyes."
The two little ones ntioned glared at him.
"Daddy has so self-awareness."
"Yes, Daddy seems very virtuous at the mont."
"..."
They were standing up for their father.
Alia said, "Don’t be deceived by him. Who knows if he secretly gets cozy with soone behind your backs."
"No way, Mommy, we watch him every day."
"Yes, Mommy, if he dares to secretly get cozy with a bad woman, we won’t talk to him."
"..."
Watching the family of four interact, Craig Landers felt both envious and jealous.
He cleared his throat. "Your family is really sothing. If you’re going to show off your affection, can you not do it in front of ? Don’t forget you still have guests to entertain."
If Leia Quinn hadn’t disappeared, a year later, he’d have such a warm family atmosphere too.
"Right, it’s getting late. I’ll call Brooke and ask them to co down for dinner."
Alia checked the ti and called Sarah Moore, indicating for her and Frost Moore to co down for dinner.
Sarah agreed, and Alia hung up the phone.
Craig Landers silently walked over to her, taking the phone from her.
Alia was startled, then saw Craig inputting Sarah Moore’s number into his own phone.
Is he still suspecting Sarah Moore is Leia Quinn?
Alia pursed her lips, sothing flickering in her eyes.
Soon, Frost Moore and his sister ca down with the little one.
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