Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 20 Hayden Was Kidnapped

Right as she voiced her inquiry, she thought, Oh, silly me, what was I expecting?

Colton stared at her without answering the question. He simply countered, “Miss Lisa, don’t you even have the slightest idea as to who your son’s biological father is?”

Judging by her expression, she was obviously regretting asking the question in the heat of the moment. As her excitement waned, her face began to redden. She stammered, “I-I mean, it was a thoughtless question. Of course I know who his father is.”

“Oh?” Colton blurted with his voice pressed. With that, he squinted his eyes. With an increased volume and a somewhat teasing tone, he smilingly questioned, “Then who’s the boy’s father?”

Withdrawing her gaze, she attempted to speak in a calm manner. “That has nothing to do with you, does it?”

In response, Colton softly chuckled and stopped talking about it.

Nicole felt utterly frustrated by his cliffhanger, dying to find out the results of the paternity test. Although she was certain that Hayden wasn’t Colton’s child, she wanted to hear an explicit confirmation from the man.

he could read her mind, he shot her a beam. “Indeed,

sigh of relief. Even she was weirded out by her internal celebration. “Well, kids, right? I

understand,” he

and took a glimpse, only to find out it was a call from her son. Apologetically, she turned to Colton. “Excuse me, President Gardner. I have to take this.” Finished, she held the

heard his panicking voice.

since there were any residents dwelling at their current home, she didn’t bother to install an anti-theft door. Right now, all there

the door with anything you can lift and go hide in the

to come in, Mom.” Hayden suppressed his voice. No matter how mature he was, he was, after all, merely a child who had no idea what to do in such a

that instant, a chilly sensation gushed in her body and was creeping to heart as her lips uncontrollably trembled. I can’t

saying those words, tears began surging in her eyes and flowing down her cheeks. She bit her lips. How did this happen? Why would anyone want to kidnap my son? She never felt as helpless as she was now. Even with the fastest speed, it would take at least an hour to travel the distance between her home and Crown Hotel, where F&M Apparel’s annual

she was about to say something, she heard

sobbed with his suppressed whimpering, followed by the voices of

be the