Chapter 666

Their personalities were very different.

Mia’s patience was wearing thin. With a sharp pivot, she made to leave, clearly done with Caleb’s

explanation. 1

“Wait, Ms. Langford! I don’t have the photos now, but I can get them. Just give me some time.”

“I’m sorry. I have no interest whatsoever.

The notion of delving further into the life of Mrs. Barrett, who bore an uncanny resemblance to her,

repulsed her.

She strode toward Ginger and left the playground with her.

Caleb sighed as he watched them leave. “Goodness gracious.”

It was unfortunate that he couldn’t produce any photos at such a critical juncture.

Caleb found her rather peculiar. He didn’t even know her, yet she said he was the father of her child.

She truly had mistaken him for someone else.

Mia returned to the hotel with Ginger, feeling frustrated.

Ginger glanced at her. “Mommy, how’d it go with the bad guy?”

Perplexed, Mia responded, “Ginger, do you think we might’ve gotten the wrong guy?”

“Mommy, didn’t you get the information from Uncle Dominic? Did he lie to you?”

“Honestly, I don’t know.”

“Mommy, why did you ask?”

Mia ruffled her hair. “It’s just… I found out by chance that Mr. Barrett has an ex–wife.”

Ginger grew anxious. “Is Mister married?”

If Timothy was married, she would lose him as a father. However, hadn’t Mia mentioned that he was

single?

Mia continued, “It appears that his ex–wife has passed away, though. But Ginger, guess what? His ex–

wife looks a lot like me!”

Ginger’s eyes widened. “That sounds like something from a movie!”

Amused, Mia agreed, “Exactly, I didn’t believe it at first, but Caleb said the same thing as well. I doubt

both of them are lying.”

She could only speculate that she must resemble Timothy’s ex–wife quite closely. However, was it

merely a coincidence?

Caleb insisted she had mistaken him for someone else. If he was telling the truth, it meant. her ex–

husband was Timothy.

She lowered her gaze and met Ginger’s hopeful eyes. Knowing how much Ginger adored Timothy, Mia

kept the suspicions to herself.

If Mia revealed to Ginger that Timothy was the bastard who had abandoned them, it would crush her.

Mia resolved not to disclose the truth until she had thoroughly investigated the

matter.

Ginger’s expression turned solemn. “Mommy, in that case, wouldn’t that make you her substitute?”

eves “Ginger, where on earth did you learn that word?” Locking with Ginger, Mia firmly stated, “Do you

think I’d settle to become someone’s substitute? Men chase after me, not the other way around.”

The absurdity of her striking resemblance to Timothy’s ex–wife blew her mind.

While Ginger napped in the afternoon, Mia tossed and turned in bed. She scrolled through the album

on her phone and stumbled upon a picture of Sage and Ginger.

She instinctively smiled. However, she froze as she studied Sage’s i Suddenly, it clicked why Timothy

seemed so familiar. Sage was the spitting image of him.