Chapter 303

The young boy before her shrank back in fear, clutching his ball, darting across the street before handing the ball to him.

So, this little boy’s name was Hayes? And the other one? What was his name?

They must be brothers, right? Could they be Yuma’s children?

Marguerite had heard from Miley that Yuna had a set of twin boys. If these two were indeed Yuna’s, they must be fraternal twins, as they looked nothing alike.

But what about their heights? Hayes was noticeably taller than the other boy If they were born at the same time and raised in the same environment, they should be about the same height So, were these Yuna’s children or not?

Marguerite couldn’t figure it out. Then she saw the boy in the Gucci jacket stretch out his finger and jab Hayes on the head. As he jibbed, he said. “You’re too slow! You need to follow my orders immediately, to Mommy will like you, understand?”

Hayes instinctively turned his head to look at Marguerite, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

“What are you looking at? I’m talking to you! Did you hear me?”

Hayes paused, gave Marguerite a final glance, then reluctantly turned his head back.

Marguerite was slightly taken aback. She had never seen a child harbor such animosity towards his own brother Hayes remained silent throughout, his head lowered.

“Mute! You’re a real mute! No wonder nobody likes playing with you!” The boy in the down jacket said, before smacking the ball and heading back into the mansion.

Marguerite couldn’t see Hayes‘ expression, but she noticed his head drop lower and lower.

After a long silence, he finally followed suit and stepped back into the mansion, But after only a few steps, the boy suddenly seemed to remember something. He stopped and turned around, his gaze unwavering as he stared at Marguerite.

Marguerite locked eyes with him, thinking he had something to say, and tilted her head to wait for him to speak His dejected face brightened at the sight of Marguerite, and he slowly raised his arm, his hand softly waving at Marguente, as if bidding her goodbye Marguerite returned a warm smile, watching as Hayes teft, her heart softening If her son hadn’t disappeared, he would be about the same age by now Marguerite watched Hayes enter the mansion until he was out of sight, but she still had no intention of leaving.

She wasn’t sure if her emotions were overflowing, or if she was projecting her longing for her son onto this other child. She couldn’t help but feel bad for this boy named Hayes Her eyes ached from staring, and she suddenly noticed the security guard glaring at her Marguerite figured the guard must think she was a child trafficker, smiling and touching someone else’s child, and lingering even as he left The guard’s gaze was rather unsettling Marguerite shivered and hurriedly drove away from the mansion, heading to the office By then, Miley had woken up and, after applying an elaborate makeup, showed up in Marguerite’s office Her current office was Frederick’s former CEO office, quite spacious and empty, and Miley would often come to liven up the place In her free time, she would also help Marguerite with office work “Marguerite, Christmas Eve is in a month. My morn wants you to bring Teresa over for dinner. Are you coming?” Miley asked lazily from the very couch where Robert used to lounge.

Ignoring Miley’s question, Marguerite dragged a chair to sit in front of her, earnestly recounting her encounter at the mansion’s gate.

Miley listened with disinterest, sizing up Marguerite with a glance, “So, you suspect those two boys are Yuna’s children?”

Marguerite nodded eagerly, her breathing slightly irregular with anxiety Miley bluntly poured cold water on her speculation, “Don’t overthink it. If that boy. Hayes, really was Yuna’s child, the moment he saw you, he would have rushed over and called you ‘mom. Don’t forget, you and Yuna are identical twins!