One Night Surprise

Chapter 344 He’s My Son

Coming back to her senses, Fiona wiped her tears away and asked in a muffled voice, “Who is it?”

After a long while, there was still no response. Fiona froze for a moment before repeating, “Who is it?”

It was already 1:30AM. At this hour, even if the guests had any problems, they would go directly to the front desk. They would only come to her when the front desk couldn’t solve it. No one answered the door, so she was just thinking she had misheard when the knocks sounded again.

“Who is it?” She got up and walked toward the door.

The inn received all sorts of guests daily, and every room was built with a peephole, so she took a glance, but found that there was no one outside. She was just feeling suspicious when a dark shadow covered the door. Fiona’s expression changed, and she stumbled backward.

The knocks on the door turned into loud raps. A piece of paper slid under the door and rested against her toes. That feeling almost made her scream.

On the paper was a sentence written in large letters, ‘Fiona, is our son doing all right?’

Fiona’s face paled abruptly, and she was in a daze for a long time. Her legs grew weak, and she fell to the ground.

Oliver was awakened in the middle of the night by the sound of knocking on the door. He was a light sleeper, so he wouldn’t be able to sleep if there was any activity at night. When he heard the continuous knocking in the corridor, he became somewhat uneasy and rolled out of bed, then opened the door while still in his pajamas. However, there was no one in the corridor.

Downstairs, the receptionist on duty had dozed off. The door was closed, and the doorbell was quiet, so it seemed like no one had come in. Oliver hesitated for a while before walking to his mother’s room and knocking on the door.

“Mom, are you asleep?”

After a moment of silence, from inside the room came Fiona’s somewhat muffled voice. “It’s so late. Is anything wrong?”

“Oh, nothing’s wrong.” Oliver breathed a sigh of relief. “It’s just that I just heard someone knocking on the door in the hallway, but no one answered. Did you hear it?”

didn’t hear

some rest,

sound of Oliver’s footsteps gradually

Two meters away from her was the sofa by the window, and the man in his fifties was sitting on the sofa, a cold smile on

met him. All these years, it must’ve been hard for

“Shut up.”

on her face. For fear of being heard, she lowered her voice. “Felipe,

causing the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes to move, and the look in his eyes was extremely malicious. “That boy doesn’t look like he was born around that year; he’s a little too young. So, I guess the one from the Duncan Family is

“You wish.”

nothing to do with you whatsoever. Didn’t you go abroad? Why’d you come back?

temper is still the same as

“You’re too direct. You don’t even give people the

talk about? You only wanted to be with me in the first place because you want the Duncans’ family fortune. How many years have you

that. If it weren’t for me, how would you have found out that Jeffrey actually loved you so much? Didn’t you always want the kind of romantic love where the man would be willing to die for you? Although I didn’t do it, I inspired another man

“You b*stard.”

back then, Fiona’s face was ashen, and her body was trembling. “You were the one who plotted the scheme back then, and Jeffrey’s death was also your fault, yet you

been twenty years, and the litigation period of the case has long passed. Besides, I don’t believe that you’d actually have the guts to sue

don’t think I’ll really

best if it becomes so high-profile that the whole world knows that the high and mighty Young Master of the Duncan Family

room door was violently pushed open, and the spare key that was inserted in the cylindrical door lock gleamed. Oliver strode in and rushed toward the man on the

was a person with extremely sharp senses. She figured that she exposed herself when she coaxed him to

the sofa, and there was a hint of contempt on his slightly wrinkled face. “Oh, you know how to eavesdrop. Quite capable, I’d say. Didn’t you already hear everything? What do

“Shut up.”