Chapter 634

Under Timothy’s scrutinizing gaze, Mia rested her hand on his shoulder. “Hey there, handsome, what’s

your last name?”

“It’s Barrett.”

“Oh, Mr. Barrett, isn’t it? Could you please step aside? I need to have a word with Caleb alone,” Mia

replied.

After all, this matter was strictly between her and her ex–husband, and she preferred not to have

outsiders involved.

Timothy furrowed his brow, and Caleb, who had been standing behind him, hastily interjected, “There’s

no need for a private conversation.

“Whatever needs to be discussed can be done so here. There’s nothing we can’t address in front of

others.”

Mia looked at Caleb with concern and warned, “If anything happens to Ginger, I assure you, you’ll

regret it!

Timothy detected the urgency in her eyes; it didn’t seem like an act. He eventually suggested, “We can

talk in a less crowded place nearby.

Mia agreed with a nod. “Okay.”

The three of them then made their way to a nearby lounge area, devoid of other people.

Mia fixed her gaze on Caleb. “Where’s Ginger?”

“She’s safe. I’m not some sort of monster. I wouldn’t harm her, of course.”

“Then why has Ginger’s Apple watch been unresponsive? What did you do to her?”

Caleb looked perplexed. “I’m not sure either.”

Timothy chimed in. “Her Apple watch ran out of battery.”

“But it’s been unresponsive since last night. Does it really take all night to charge?”

Mia clearly doubted Timothy’s explanation.

Timothy continued, “When we returned last night, Ginger was already asleep, so I wasn’t aware that

her

Apple watch was dead. She only mentioned it this morning. It should have been fully charged by now.”

“Is that so?”

With that, Mia pulled out her phone and dialed Ginger’s number, but the recorded message indicated

the

number was unavailable.

She shook her phone and demanded, “How do you explain this?”

Timothy’s eyes betrayed his confusion. It didn’t add up; there had been ample time for the watch to be

fully charged by now.

Caleb, too, found the situation peculiar.

Mia’s expression turned cold. “Where’s Ginger? Take me to her.”

Timothy fixed Mia with a scrutinizing gaze. “What’s your relationship with her?”

Mia retorted, “Are you blind or something? Ginger bears a striking resemblance to me. Even a fool

could discern our relationship. Do you really need to ask?”

Caleb nodded knowingly. “See, I already suspected that Ginger had some close connection with you.”

Timothy deliberately inquired, “Do you have any photos? Preferably ones with both of you?”

Suppressing her anger, Mia found a photo of herself with Ginger in her album. “Here. Can you take me

to see my daughter now?”

Mia wasn’t sure whether these two men were lying or not, at least they knew where Ginger was.

As Ginger’s father, Caleb surely wouldn’t harm her, regardless of any shortcomings he might have.

The three of them made their way together to the hotel suite upstairs.

In the elevator, silence filled the air, creating an eerily quiet atmosphere.

Caleb instinctively withdrew, eager to make himself as small as possible. He swore he had no

connection whatsoever with Monalize, let alone having a daughter of that age.

As the elevator doors opened, Mia spoke anxiously, “Quickly, lead the way.”

She needed to see her daughter with her own eyes before she could feel reassured.

Timothy led the way into his suite, pushing the door open. “She’s in there.”

As the suite door swung open, Mia hurried inside. “Ginger?”

Frantically, she searched the living room, but Ginger was nowhere to be found.

Suddenby, she heard the sound of running water coming from the bedroom. Could Ginger be taking a

shower?

With

rmination, Mia strode toward the bedroom and swiftly pushed open the bathroom door. “Ginger.

are you in here?”