Chapter 1068
At that mont, a few words appeared in the western night sky: Eleven, Happy Birthday.
"Eleven?"
"Chlo-Chlo, sobody shared the sa birthday with you?"
Chloe Collins stared at the seemingly unquenchable light, knowing that it was ford by drone letters. She was montarily speechless.
Had these two n planned this together?
"Chloe, could you move to the east a bit, my brother is waiting for you there." Robert Foster suddenly pushed her off in that direction.
Then a Christmas Carriage appeared, waiting for her to get on.
Chloe looked back at the sky filled with drones and didn’t move for a while.
Robert Foster leaned in and whispered sothing into Layla Lowell’s ear.
Layla Lowell’s face slightly changed. The next second, she pulled Chloe and said, "Chlo-Chlo, let’s go, get on the carriage!"
At the sa ti, Robert and Wanda Wesley ran towards the west.
Layla Lowell pulled her: "Chlo-Chlo, let’s go."
"Wait."
Chloe stared at the drone. The letters above were no longer the sa as before but instead had morphed into a baby snake, with its fangs out but still very cute.
A warm smile spread across her face.
"Senior, thank you."
With that, she turned around and boarded the carriage.
Relieved, Layla Lowell imdiately hopped on the carriage and drove it towards the small courtyard in the east.
Everyone went over to see the spectacle.
Evelyn Thompson was taken aback. Only after seeing Chloe board the carriage was she put at ease. She imdiately phoned Robert Foster.
"Hello, Cain, how is it going? Who is the person there?"
"Mom, keep calm. Wandy and I are here; we won’t let anyone ruin my brother’s romantic plan today!"
Evelyn Thompson joyfully said, "That’s right; your brother rarely shows his romantic side. We can’t let anyone bring chaos!"
"Hehe, Mom, guess what? Wandy just took Chloe’s phone, so she wouldn’t be disturbed even if soone tries to call."
Evelyn Thompson laughed: "Good, good. I’ll have to end the call now, I have to get going and witness the spectacle myself."
Hearing the busy tone from the other end, Robert put away his phone with a smile on his face and left the Fosters’ main gate with Wanda.
Once outside, they indeed found a strange car parked at the doorway.
A man stood by the car, holding a bunch of pink roses.
He wore a white suit, looking as though he was about to take wedding photos.
The second Robert saw him, his face turned ice cold.
"It’s you."
Wanda Wesley noticed his sudden change in deanor, entirely different from his usual jovial nature, and frowned. She glared at the man by the car with hostility.
The man’s gaze was indifferent as he said, "The person I’m looking for is not you."
Robert spoke, "Wandy, go over there and wait for ."
Wanda shook her head.
"Go over there."
Robert’s voice dropped a little.
After thinking for a while, Wanda stepped half a step back and hid in the shadow of a tree.
Robert took the initiative to walk towards Milton White and stopped half a step away from him. His crescent eyes usually gave people a warm and friendly feeling, but it was completely different at this mont.
He stared at Milton White, not saying a word, but his face kept getting whiter. Images from that year kept flashing crazily in his mind.
Those scenes he once avoided and tornted him for thousands of days and nights, were now vividly displayed before his eyes because of Milton White’s face.
He was once trapped under debris, and in front of him was Milton White.
His juvenile hand reached out for him, crying for help.
But he broke his promise and chose to give up on him, watching as he got closer to death.
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(Spoiler: While Robert Foster takes more of a backseat in his current relationship, there will be changes later on, and a surprise from him awaits.)
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