Chapter 641



“Cross them, and you’ll deeply regret it.” As the man’s threat hung in the air, Jake’s expression chilled further. He replied indifferently, “Fine, talk to them about me then. Just make sure you remember to use my name, Jake Reeves. I’ll be waiting right here.”

The man faltered, his confidence waning as he took in Jake’s composed stance, realizing that Jake was not without his own powerful connections. With a bitter glance at Kallie, he stormed away, muttering curses under his breath.

Kallie, shaken, whispered the name, “Jake Reeves?” Jake, overhearing Kallie, turned with a curious tilt of his head and asked, “Miss, is there something you need?”

Kallie looked up, her eyes widening as she recognized Jake’s familiar face. Was she dreaming? She only saw him in her dreams these years.

Jake observed the tears brimming in her eyes and felt an unusual pang in his chest, a heavy thudding he hadn’t experienced in ages. There was something oddly familiar about her. The urge to flee surged within him, yet he stayed, rooted by the fear of causing her any distress.

“Jake,” Kallie finally managed to say. Her hands trembled as she reached out to touch his face. The familiarity of his skin under her fingertips was undeniable. It was indeed him. The scar on his face, though faded, confirmed his identity without detracting from his distinguished, handsome look. After a long search, she had finally found him.

Eager to embrace Jake, Kallie moved closer, but Jake regained his composure and stopped her with a hand. “Miss, you’re mistaken. I don’t know you,” he declared.

Kallie froze, her eyes wide with shock. “What did you just say?” she asked, unable to hide her disbelief.

Jake furrowed his brow, finding no recollection of Kallie in his mind, though having this familiarity with her. “I truly don’t know you,” he said firmly.

Reluctantly, Kallie withdrew her hand, her heart refusing to accept what her ears had heard. Jake’s face bore no trace of jest, only genuine puzzlement and unfamiliarity. But why didn’t he remember her?

Kallie didn’t give up. “Even though you deny knowing me, what about our children? We have Sophie, Calvin, and Chloe. Where have you been all these years with Chloe?” she asked, her voice thick with emotion.

Jake’s gaze was void of any feeling. “I don’t know any of the people you’re mentioning. I think you’ve had too much to drink. Are you sure you’re okay? Did you come here by yourself? Should I call someone for you?” Even Jake found himself unusually patient. Why was he tolerating this much from someone who appeared to be a stranger? He hadn’t been like this in the past.

Kallie’s response was a shake of her head, her cheeks wet with tears. “Jake, why can’t you remember me? Do you have any idea how long I’ve been searching for you? I thought I’d never see you again for the rest of my life.”

Kallie’s voice broke with each word, and she clung to Jake, sobbing uncontrollably.

Jake, caught off guard, reacted instinctively. He rubbed her back gently, an attempt to offer some solace. Suddenly, a familiar face in the crowd caught Jake’s eye. His expression hardened, and he gently but firmly pushed Kallie away.

“Listen!” Jake’s voice was sharp, his eyes icy. “I’ll say this only once. I don’t know you. You’ve mistaken me for someone else. Understand?”

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