Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Mrs. Lamont nodded, “I don’t think it’s likely either. Your dad is too busy to even come home on weekends, how could he have time to meet with Ms. Macclain? Besides, he’s not that kind of guy!”

Henson’s face was serious as he firmly said, “No way! Absolutely impossible!”

Mrs. Lamont felt relieved, “Maybe I’m just overthinking it, like you said, Yvonne probably just wanted to compliment Ella.”

Henson grinned with a silly smile.

Mrs. Lamont completely relaxed, waved her hand, and said, “Off you go, I’m going to catch up on my TV shows!”

Henson went upstairs and saw his grandma completely engrossed in the TV show. He couldn’t help but think of what his mom always said about his dad being a typical high IQ, low EQ person, clueless about the ways of the world. Now he knew who his dad got it from.

Carson called Emily several times to visit her, but she always rejected him. So, he turned to Charlie.

do you know where Emily lives?

“Carson, Emily is not in

tone was serious, “Charlie, I’m legit this time. I know

frowned slightly, “Are you for

“Totally!” Carson laughed.

Mansion. I’ll send you the address. Don’t get me wrong. Jonathan called me and said that one of Estelle’s friends

didn’t overthink it, and said, “Thank you,

up, Charlie didn’t send the address

dusk settled in, casting a warm yellow glow in the room, Jonathan’s eyes flickered open upon hearing his phone vibrate. He gently released Estelle, who was peacefully asleep in his embrace. Ensuring she remained undisturbed,

he answered the call,

displeased tone, “Are you at the

couch in the living room, his impatience evident as he retorted, “Cut to the chase