The feeling of loneliness was so strong back then!
âWhat are you looking at?â Brianâs voice interrupted her thoughts.
Valda turned her head towards Brian and said, âLook, across the street, thereâs a child squatting. Iâve been watching for a while now, and it seems like thereâs no parent around. Maybe the child doesnât want to go home after school?â
She noticed that there was a schoolbag placed beside the child.
Upon hearing this, Brian looked across the street for a moment. However, soon after, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.
âThat child is Simon Gregory,â said Brian.
âDo you know each other?â Valda asked in surprise.
âI just caught a glimpse of the child. He is Amber and Georgeâs child,â said Brian, while also wondering why the Gregory family would allow a child to be left on the roadside like this. From what he could see, there were no bodyguards or nannies around the child either.
Valda looked shocked. She had only heard Amberâs story on the plane, and now she realized that the little boy she had been paying attention to for quite some time was actually Amberâs child?!
Brian pursed his lips and stood up, saying, âIâll go get the child to prevent any accidents.â
âOkay,â Valda replied.
Brian got up and walked towards Simon, but before he could reach him, Valda noticed a middle-aged woman approaching Simon and taking the childâs hand, as if she wanted to take the child away.
Simon was struggling continuously, clearly not wanting to follow the other person.
Valda was taken aback, then she saw Brian walking forward and engaging in a conversation with the middle-aged woman. The woman had her arms crossed and was pointing at Brian while shouting at the top of her lungs. A crowd had started to gather around them.
Upon seeing this, Valda quickly stood up and rushed out of the restaurant, running towards the other side of the street.
Valda hadnât even reached Brian when she heard the middle-aged woman shouting, âYou, sir, dress so nicely, but why do you have to be so troublesome? Iâm taking my own child home, do I need your permission?â
âAre you sure he is your child?â Brian said coldly.
âHow can you be uncertain? He is my biological son, born to me and my husband. Do I need to tell you that I gave birth to my own child?â the other person said.
âNo, youâre not my mom!â said Simon.
âYou, child, how can you say such things? Just because your mother doesnât allow you to play games and wants you to focus on your studies, you donât recognize her? Do you know how hard your mother works every day to ensure you have a good life?â The woman began to cry with tears in her eyes, appearing genuinely emotional.
The surrounding onlookers, obviously swayed by the womanâs words, gradually began to side with her.
Some people also say, âChild, you should go back with your mother quickly. Your mother is working so hard, isnât it all for you?â
âYeah, kids these days just love playing games. When they start playing, itâs like they become a different person. Thatâs how it is with my child too.â
âI know, when my child plays games, they even secretly use my phone to make in-game purchases.
And when I caught them, they wouldnât admit it! They can lie without batting an eye.â
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As the crowd exchanged words, the middle-aged womanâs eyes flashed with a hint of pride. She reached out to try and take Simon away.
Brian stepped forward and directly blocked her. âAs long as Iâm here, you wonât be taking him away!â
âEveryone, please reason with him. I just want to take my own child away, but this person wonât let me.
Is there no justice left in this world? What are you really thinking?â The middle-aged woman clearly wanted the onlookers to help her.
Some enthusiastic bystanders seemed willing to help, and some even began to scold Brian.
Just then, Valda stepped forward and spoke to the middle-aged woman. âWe should be asking what youâre really thinking. You say youâre the childâs mother, but your clothes are ordinary and probably not expensive, at most a couple hundred dollars. But the child is wearing all designer clothes.â
As the onlookers listened to Valdaâs words and noticed the difference in clothing between the woman and the child, they began to react.
The middle-aged womanâs face changed and she quickly said,