Robbie wasn’t as vexed as he had been the previous time. The feeling that rose within him was more akin to a sense of loss.

However, this seemed like a promising lead to Mommy’s whereabouts. Hope rekindled within Robbie’s heart, and he felt a renewed sense of vigor surge through him.

Robbie was young, but he knew that the more something was shrouded in secrecy, the more there was waiting to be uncovered.

He was determined to get to the bottom of things. What did that woman from Northridge have to do with Mommy?

Why did her figure look just like Mommy’s?

Most of all, why did she have Mommy’s ring?

 

Robbie’s actions had alarmed her now, however. He couldn’t afford to be reckless.

As he was deep in thought, there was a banging on the door followed by Zachary’s voice hollering, “Robbie, can I come in?”

 

“Daddy!” Robbie dashed to the door and opened it. “Please come in.”

room. He draped his jacket over the small sofa and surveyed his surroundings. “Raina did up this room for you when you were

of fruit juice to Zachary. “I only have fruit juice, milk, and

chortled. “Wait till you grow up. I’ll install a mini-bar here

must I be?” Robbie queried, pouring himself a glass of

Robbie’s milk. He glanced down at Robbie fondly and said, “Mentally and intellectually, you’re already pretty grown up. But

you,” Robbie said, taking

their rooms were too childish for them. They’re insistent on renovating

room. His gaze landed on the family portrait

Zachary fell silent. When Charlotte had left all those years ago, Robbie was the only one who had ever seen

had been incomprehensible to him when it happened. Robbie was thus aware

resentment towards Henry was

so early today?” Robbie asked,

shut yourself in your room all day without taking a single step outside. Great-grandpa was very worried about you. He

Robbie asked, stunned. “I was busy doing something in my room.

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