The Reunion After Seven Years

It was a rush hour that evening, and there was a majority of people waiting at the entrance of Gu Group. At this time, Baron precisely parked his silver Rolls Royce Phantom in front of the company, drawing a lot of immediate attention. Everyone stood there in awe as they started guessing the identity of the car owner.

And with a casual sort of attitude, he rolled down the window and stared at the entrance of the company. Nonetheless, the pair of sunglasses he wore today suited him well as it didn't escape the eyes of onlookers.

"Nicole, here."

Nicole snapped out of her musing when she suddenly heard the warm voice of Baron the moment she emerged at the company's door. Still carrying a pile of files she had just received, she gingerly made her way towards the flashy car and directly sat on the front passenger seat.

"What's wrong with you? Don't be excessively showy! Aren't you over-the-top? You are never a high-profile person,"

she couldn't help scolding him. She almost rolled her eyes as she noted that he looked like a gentle boy in the white shirt he currently wore. But it didn't go well with his boldness to flaunt such an eye-catching car in front of Gu Group.

That wasn't like something Baron would ever do.

"No, I'm fine. I just drove my car here. I was initially worried that you might not be able to see me right away! I'm just being nice,"

Baron explained, shrugging at her innocently. But he appeared in the Gu Group on purpose. He wanted more than ever to let more people know that he was a friend of Nicole.

From the start, he had always minded her son's existence as he buried his feelings for her deep in his heart. And now more than anything, he yearned to know what he was in Nicole's heart.

After hearing what he said, Nicole, who was busy leafing through her piles, merely cast him a glance and said nothing. Then she continued reading the documents she had pulled out in her hand.

Her mind was pre-occupied at the moment. She was helplessly thinking about what kind of rumor would circulate tomorrow when she reported back for work. Recalling the event earlier in the washroom, where Kerr blocked her, she felt goose bumps rising on her skin. And now, another luxury car came to pick her up after work. She groaned inwardly.

"Let's go to pick up Jay. I don't know whether he can get used to the new school he is going to on the first day,"

Nicole murmured, her head tilted low as she was still reading the documents in her hands.

happy if her son decided to go back to his former school. This way, she would be able to help him get rid of Kerr. Then her mind whined again. How come would she unconsciously think of

for Jay all of a sudden? Isn't the school I arranged

gently asked as he looked straight ahead and directly headed to the address provided by Nicole. The school was almost situated near to the Gu Group, but it was a little far

it's suitable. But Jay doesn't like it there, so I changed it for him. He is

It was because of Jay's acute and sharp intellect that caught Kerr's attention. Sometimes, she really hoped that Jay could be like an ordinary child. Someone who would act like his age. But unfortunately, he was not. So she didn't know whether to feel

this

sight of the school in front of him. It was the school of the Gu family. He knew it since childhood. And just because of his identity, he was not

would be employed by the Gu

read some documents about the school. He likes it very

at her wrist, it was time for students to leave school,

later, Jay came

"Mom."

trotted to the car with burgeoning excitement on his little face. But soon, his face fell and immediately hid his disappointment. He was about to call Uncle Gu, but

to see

"Get in, my dear,"

driver's seat and soon started the engine after seeing the child, comfortably

one noticed the black Porsche

still follow

darkened face of Kerr. He immediately started the car to tail behind the vehicle leaving as a sharp light flashed through Kerr's eyes. It sent a

the silver Rolls Royce Phantom, Nicole broke

do you really like this school? Why

around, meeting his son's gaze before asking him in

like it. It's much better than the former school. All the students, except me, live in the school, so they

though he had never experienced this collective life. Despite him being the youngest child in his class, he was not inferior to others. He quickly adapted to the