The voice on the other end was so familiar that it left Mitchel momentarily stunned as soon as he heard it.
âMommy, Iâm next to the yellow sign,â Janey replied.
âOkay, stay put.
Mommy will pick you up right now,â the voice reassured, laden with anxiety.
In the exclusive VIP Lounge, Raegan hastily hung up the phone, her anxiety causing her to jump up from her seat in a rush.
The sudden movement left her feeling dizzy, and she struggled to maintain her balance.
âRaegan!â A handsome man behind Raegan released his grip on the luggage trunk and swiftly caught her shoulder.
âAre you okay?â
Worried about Raeganâs well-being, Erick Foster pulled Raegan into his embrace.
Raegan still felt a bit woozy as she responded, âMaybe I stood up too quickly.
â
Holding her securely, Erick gently settled her back into the seat.
After ensuring she was fine, he told her, âWait here.
Iâll go get Janey for you.
â
Meanwhile, Mitchel stood statuesque in a high-end suit, radiating a blend of handsomeness and arrogance.
The female voice was still echoing in his mind.
He couldnât help but feel that it sounded similar to Raeganâs.
Noticing the impending delay in their meeting, Matteo said, âMr.
Dixon, why donât you go ahead? Iâll stay here with the little girl and catch up with you later.
â
However, Mitchel retorted coldly, âWhatâs the hurry?â
This unexpected intervention surprised Matteo.
It never crossed Matteoâs mind that Mitchel would one day pry into other peopleâs business.
Disregarding Matteoâs bewildered expression, Mitchel composed himself and asked in a softer tone, âIs your name Janey?â
âYes,â Janey replied.
âHow old are you?â Mitchel asked.
âIâll be four in a few months.
â Janey gazed up at Mitchel with her big, watery eyes, answering every question with earnest innocence.
She found Mitchel exceptionally good-looking and secretly wished he could be her father.
Under Janeyâs adoring gaze, Mitchel felt a warmth in his heart.
However, a realization struck him.
Her age didnât align with Raeganâs baby.
Attempting to uncover the truth, Mitchel coaxed patiently, âCan you tell me your motherâs name?â
Janeyâs eyes widened with excitement the moment Mitchel posed the question.
Janey couldnât help but think Mitchel must have sensed her desire for him to be her daddy, prompting him to ask about her mommyâs name.
âMy mommyâs name isâ¦â Janey was on the verge of blurting it out.