All Too Late

Chapter 368 Uncle

“Could it be Vanessa?” Kathleen was surprised.

“Given her abilities, anything difficult would be as easy as pie,” replied Theodore. “Think about it. Just think. Who was it who could not accept your mother’s presence?”

After speaking, Theodore hung up the phone.

Kathleen frowned deeply.

He wants me to think about this? How?

“I want to talk to Grandpa.” Very feebly, Zion reached out for the phone.

Kathleen gave the phone a mild wave. “The old man has hung up.”

Just then, her phone vibrated. She had received a text message from Theodore.

Zion doesn’t like the hospital. You should take him home.

At this point, the ambulance had stopped.

The paramedics got out of the car and opened the door.

Seeing the hospital outside, Zion immediately exclaimed, “I’m not going to the hospital! You can’t make me!”

The medical staff didn’t dare to touch him. They merely looked at Kathleen hesitantly.

Kathleen said quietly, “I’m sorry to trouble you. I think you can go on and rest. Just leave one person with me to drive.”

They nodded promptly.

When the driver got back into the ambulance, she gave him an address and asked him to take them there.

Kathleen called the housekeepers at home and instructed them to prepare one of the guest rooms.

Zion’s handsome face was pale, and his jaw was tightly clenched. He seemed very nervous.

Kathleen decided to tease him a little. “What are you scared of? Think I’ll murder you or something?”

Zion’s face showed a sneer that didn’t match his age. “I’ve already died once.”

“How old are you?” Kathleen was curious.

“Thirteen,” Zion said coldly.

“I think you’re more like a seventy-three-year-old,” Kathleen teased. “You speak so maturely that I think you might be a vampire or something.”

Maria Sharapova Zion huffed, closed his eyes, and stopped

her sore temples. This boy was truly a

Samuel to thank for raising him to be the

half as useless after all. At the very least, he was a good

an hour, they arrived at

had come

took Zion to his

his eyes until the

by the bed, eyes as round as

peachy lips and white teeth. She

“Are you her

tilted her

“Kathleen,” Zion replied.

is my mommy.” Desi

Kathleen’s daughter. What a lovely, cute

grew up in

eyes, not wanting to

It’s okay. My mommy is a very good

his head

looked puzzledly at

walked in. “Desi, why are you

Zion. “I

I reckon he would be your

greeted politely, “Hello,

the sweet voice of the little girl and took

your brother.” Kathleen then ushered her

girl she was, Desi

rest easy. However, I have something to say. If you approach my children with ill intentions,

and his pale and handsome face a mask of self-mockery.

as an agreement,” said Kathleen icily. “I’ll be getting you some supplies. Do you have

covered himself with the quilt again. “Look, if you’re so worried that

seemed to

that, she walked

his gaze dark

instructed the housekeeper to

Desi, staring at

the island, so she

brother,” said Kathleen hastily. She did not want Desi

often in the

can’t play with you. He

Desi huffed in response.

held her hand and felt her

Desi seemed stable.