Forty minutes later, the car stopped in front of a residential building.Sharon sat in the car and looked
around to ensure that she stopped in the place where Jameson had brought her before.
After that, she opened the car door and got off.
However, this community was very large and quite populous.
Sharon was a little bit confused.She found a wide place, and sat on the bench.She used the stupidest
and most inefficient method-just waiting here.Sharon could not ask Jameson about it.
He definitely would not tell her, and he would be on guard, which would not bring her any result.
Why didn't she take a chance? Sharon sat there without moving, staring at everyone who entered and
left the community.
Time passed very quickly, and the sky gradually turned dark.
She took out her phone and looked at it.
She sighed helplessly.
It seemed that she wasn't lucky this time.
She carried her bag on her back and turned around.
Just a few steps away, she saw someone walking towards her.
Sharon stopped to take a look.
Sure enough, it was the young woman she had come across when she had followed Jameson to the
mall last time.
Having noticed her attention, Harley looked over.
For a moment, she was surprised to see Sharon.
And she was unexpected of this situation as well.
"Ms.Allyson?"
Sharon approached her and nodded at her.
"Hello."
Harley said, "Ms.Allyson, how do you..."
Sharon said, "I happened to come here for something to do nearby.I remember that Jameson brought
me here last time.He said that you guys lived here, so I just come by to take a look.I didn't expect to
meet you so coincidentally."
As she spoke, she looked at the item in Harley's hand and asked, "Did you just go to the market?"
Harley calmed down and replied, "Yes ...I just bought some vegetables."
Sharon smiled and said, "It looks heavy.Let me carry it for you.I also bought something for the little
fellow and I will go see him."
Perhaps Harley didn't expected her to say this.
She was stunned for a moment and subconsciously wanted to refuse.
However, Sharon had taken the item in her hand.
So Harley kept the remarks to herself.
If she refused directly, it seemed to be so obvious that would make her suspicious.
Harley quickly said, "Since you have come here, please stay and have a dinner together.I'll buy some
more food."
After she finished that, she tended to take the opportunity to leave.
However, Sharon stopped her and smiled faintly.
"There's no need to be so troublesome.I still have something to do.I'll leave soon after I see the little
fellow upstairs.I haven't seen him for a long time."
"Well ...there's no fruit at home.I'll buy some for you."
There was a fruit stall beside them.
Sharon said, "Let me."
Nevertheless, it didn't seem appropriate to visit someone's home with empty hand.
Walking up to the fruit stall, Sharon turned around and saw that Harley was right behind her.
There was nothing unusual about her.
She tilted her head and retracted her gaze.
She bought some seasonal fruits.
However, just when Sharon wasn't paying attention, Harley took out her phone and quickly sent a
message.
When Sharon looked over, she pretended that nothing had happened and smiled at her.
After buying the fruit, Sharon went upstairs with Harley.
Harley took the initiative to start a topic.
"Ms.Allyson, I've seen it on the Internet that you opened a studio by yourself, right?"
"Not by myself.I opened it with my friends."
"Oh, that's pretty good.There are very few people who are as beautiful and capable as you now."
Sharon smiled and said, "I'm just lucky."
Harley said, "Ms.Allyson, please don't be modest.Luck and strength are indispensable.I've seen your
designs.They're very good.Sometimes I envy you.If I had your abilities, I wouldn't..."
She stopped in the middle.
"What's the matter?" Sharon asked.
Harley laughed a little bit and said, "Nothing.The house is right in front of us.Ms.Allyson, let's go."
"Alright."
Having arrived at the door, Harley took out her key and opened it.
After looking inside for a few moments, she turned around and said, "Ms.Allyson, come in, please.It's a
little messy at home.Please don't mind."
"It's fine.It's normal for you to have lots of stuff when you have a child in your home."
Harley put all the vegetables and fruits on the table, and then she went to the bedroom to take the little
fellow out.
His eyes were widely open.
"Ms.Allyson, please take care of the baby for me.I'll cook dinner."
Sharon took the little fellow and lowered her voice as if she was afraid of making him scared.
She said, "Alright."
Harley hurriedly took the things into the kitchen and finally became relieved.
The little fellow seemed to be very happy to see Sharon.
He had been giggling in her arms all the time.
His little hands clenched tightly and waved happily in the air.
Sharon's lips curved, and she sat down on the sofa with the little fellow in her arms.
Originally, she wanted to find a toy for him to play with, but there seemed to be no toy in the living
room.
She carried the little fellow to the nursery and found one for him.
Just as she was about to go out, Sharon stopped and looked around the empty room.
She frowned slightly.
Sharon walked to the door with the little fellow in her arms.
And she looked at the shoe cabinet.
Later on, she looked around the house.
In this room, there was no trace of a second adult.
However, it became even weirder because of this.
How could Harley leave such a little baby at home alone and go shopping by herself? It didn't make
any sense.
At this moment, Harley came out of the kitchen and walked up to Sharon.
"Ms.Allyson, So much for the trouble brought to you.Please pass the child to me."
Sharon smiled and handed the baby over.
She slowly said, "Are you taking care of the children by yourself?"
Harley felt her scalp go numb for her sudden question.
She didn't know how to answer it.
"Well ...that's not true.When I'm too busy, I'll ...also ask my neighbors to take care of him."
Sharon suddenly realized something, and then she said, "So it was the neighbor who helped you take
care of the child.Where is your husband? I remember you have another child, right? That kid should be
old enough to go to kindergarten or elementary school."
"Well..."
Two drops of sweat appeared on Harley's forehead.
Sharon added, "I can't see any picture of you, your husband, or the other kid at home."
She maintained a faint smile on her face when she said those remarks, as if she was just asking a
casual question.
But Harley knew how serious it was.
Mr.Proctor had told her in advance.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have done that in the mall at that time.
Just as Harley was breathing nervously, the doorbell suddenly rang.
She hurriedly said, "I...I'll answer the door."
When the door was opened, there was an ordinary looking young man and a five or six year-old kid
standing outside the house.
The man said, "Honey, please don't be angry with me and come home for the sake of the child even if
you don't want to talk to me."
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