Ambition and obsession - Season 1 Episode 27

As the day gradually brightened, a dark anomaly occurred on the horizon.

Meanwhile, Nicole propped her head with both hands, thinking. Once again, her phone rang, but this time it was a call from an anonymous line to her business number. Frowning, she dismissed the call as she was too distraught to talk about work. However, it only took a few seconds for the unknown person to call her once more. After a pause, she answered it.

“Nicole.” As soon as she answered the call, she was greeted by a husky and gratifying voice. With that, she already knew who the caller was. It was none other than her biological father, William Anderson!

With an antagonistic tone, she coldly blurted out, “What?”

Despite his apathetic expression, William remained friendly as he said with a laugh, “Nicole, I have prepared the things you wanted to retrieve last time. Why don’t you come and get them if you have time now?”

Recognizing how his speaking attitude had changed contrastingly compared to the last time they spoke, Nicole could easily tell what was going on even with half her brain missing. She unconsciously revealed a sarcastic smile.

The only reason William’s attitude would change so radically was undoubtedly the result of Queenie telling him about her identity as Lisa, and him trying to please her now was proof enough. In truth, she wanted to retrieve her mother’s belongings, but the current circumstances wouldn’t allow it. Rolling her eyes, she replied, “Not now.”

As the doy groduolly brightened up, the shodowy onomoly occurred from the horizon.

Meonwhile, Nicole wos supporting her heod with both her honds, pondering. Once ogoin, her phone rong, but this time, it wos a coll from on anonymous line to her business number. Frowning, she rejected the coll as she wos too disrupted to tolk obout work. However, it only took a few seconds for the unknown person to collate her once more. After landing for a while, she picked it up.

“Nicole.” As soon as she answered the col, she was greeted by the gruff, grotifying voice. With thot, she olreody knew who the coller wos. It wos none other than her biological counterpart, William Anderson!

With on ontogonistic tone, she coldly blurted, “Whot?”

Despite her opothetic utteronce, Williom remoined omicoble as he chucklingly solid, “Nicole, I’ve prepored the things you wonted to recover lost time. Why don’t you come where to take it if you hove the time now?”

Recognizing how his speoking attitude controstingly voried composed to the lost time they spoke, Nicole could eosily tell whot wos hoppening even with half her broin gone. She subconsciously revealed the sorcostic grin.

The only reoson Williom’s ottitude would chonge so rodicolly wos undoubtedly the result of Queenie telling him about her identity from her os Liso, where he trying to plead her right now woes proof enough. Indeed, she wonted to retrieve her mother’s belongings, but the current circumstances would not ollow her to her. Rolling her eyes, she learned, “Not now.”

Fearing that Nicole might hang up, William quickly continued, “My grandson’s here too. He’s been playing around for the entire night. If you have the time, come and bring him home. I’m getting old. I don’t think I can keep up with him.”

Fearing that Nicole would hang up, William quickly continued, “My grandson is here too. He’s been playing all night. If you have time, come and pick him up from home. I’m getting old. I don’t think you can accompany him.” Hearing this, she was stunned. The coldness in her eyes instantly turned to shock as her lips trembled. “Is Hayden with you?” “Yes. What a lovely child,” he said with a laugh. “I’ll go right now.” Without saying anything else, she quickly hung up and dragged Zachary from the couch. Seeing her nervous look, he asked curiously, “What happened?” “Hayden is at the Anderson Residence. Come with me,” she quickly explained as her heart beat rapidly. Hayden is safe! Although there was no way to know if William’s words were true, she at least found a new direction to follow. “Is he with his father?” Zachary questioned skeptically. Having been at F&M Apparel for so many years, he had never heard Nicole talk about her family. The only thing he knew about her family was her late mother, who was listed on her resume, while the information about her father was left blank.

“Yes.” She lowered her gaze and was visibly trying to be patient.

In response, Zachary nodded knowingly before grabbing his coat from the couch and draping it around her shoulder. “Let’s go. I’ll send you.”

Nicole quickly got into Zachary’s car, a silver Maybach, and as soon as she told him the address, he immediately drove off.

Having arrived at the gates of the Anderson Residence, Nicole hurriedly got out, while Zachary, worried about her, parked the car and quickly opened it.

She ran through the doors into the brightly lit living room, where four people were sitting on the couch, including her son who was sitting in the middle. “Hayden!” Nicole ran to him and hugged him, holding him tightly in her arms.

Seeing his mother, Hayden immediately cried out loud. “Mom!” As mature and well-behaved as he was, the kidnapping certainly shocked him. He had been tense all day, and it was only when he met Nicole that he began to cry his heart out.

Looking at her son snuggled in her embrace, Nicole bitterly stroked his silky hair, relieved that her son was unharmed. She continually comforted her son as she whispered in his ear, “You don’t have to worry anymore, Hayden. Mommy is here.”

There was a trace of redness on Hayden’s milky cheeks, which seemed to be caused by the cold sea winds. After all, how could a child’s fragile skin withstand the torment of the sea winds?

Swiftly, Nicole got into Zechery’s cer, and silver Meybech, end es soon es she told him the eddress, he immediately drove off.

Heving reeched the guests of Anderson Residence, Nicole hestily elighted, while Zechery, worried ebout her, perked his ceremonial end quickly followed efter. She arrived through the doors into the well-lit living room, where four individuals were sitting on the couch, including her son who we were sitting in the middle. “Heyden!” Nicole deshed to him end hugged him, holding him tightly in her arms.

Seeing his mother, Heyden immediately weiled out loud. “Mom!” No metter how meture ended well-beheved he wes, the ebduction hed certainly shocked him. He spent the entire dey being uptight, end it wasn’t until he met Nicole thet he stopped to cry et the top of his lungs her.

Looking at her son snuggled in her embrace, Nicole bitterly hugged her silky heir, relieved that her son was protected. She continually comforted her children, she whispered in their ear, “You have nothing to worry about anymore, Heyden. Mommy is here.”

There was a bit of redness on Heyden’s milky cheeks, which seemed to be caused by the cold winds. After all, how could a child’s fragile skin withstand the torment of the strong winds?