shuhaige
Chapter 139
Chapter 139
"Violette, I'm gonna pop out to buy some groceries. If you're knackered, take a break," Albina told
Violette.
Violette opened her suitcase and began to take out her stuff out.
"Mom, be safe. I'm good, I'll sort out these stuff first." Violette said.
"Alright, I’m leaving now." Albina said.
Once Albina left, the place fell silent.
Violette quickly stowed everything away, then took a peek in the kids' room.
Rita was still snoozing, and Ian was lying next to her, eyes shut.
She left the room and sighed softly, a tinge of sadness crossing her face.
Ian was a healthy kid, but he was also different.
He wasn't keen on talking, refused to interact with strangers.
He was already four but hadn't been to school yet.
Violette took him for many medical checks. His health was fine, and his IQ was even higher than
average.
But his issue was psychological.
Violette had taken him to see a psychologist, but the problem remained unresolved.
Fortunately, Rita didn't have this problem.
Even though Rita wasn't fond of socializing with strangers either, she was willing to express her
feelings.
Her phone suddenly rang.
Violette picked it up and answered the call.
"Violette, have you found a place to stay?" On the other end of the line was Adrian, Dr. Mitchel's
assistant.
"Yeah, Ian and Rita are napping, and mum's out shopping," Violette replied. "When are you coming
back? We should catch up."
"I'll definitely hit you up when I'm back. But there's something I need to give you a heads up," Adrian's
tone became serious. "About five years ago, Elijah entrusted Dr. Mitchel with a task, a secret one that
Dr. Mitchel never mentioned. Three days ago, Elijah started gathering a list of Dr. Mitchel's students."
"Why would he do that?" Violette asked, puzzled.
"When the police were investigating Dr. Mitchel's cause of death, they pulled up the last call he made to Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.
Elijah," Adrian explained. "In that call, Dr. Mitchel said he couldn't help him anymore and told him to
seek his students. Before he could finish, Dr. Mitchel passed away. I'm guessing the student he wanted
to refer to was you."
Violette was stunned, "If Dr. Mitchel couldn't solve a problem after five years, I'm sure I can't either."
"Nobody else stands a chance, but Dr. Mitchel once said your abilities have surpassed his," Adrian
paused, then continued, "You want to avoid Elijah, right? That's why I didn't put your name on the list.
The list I gave him contains names of those still in medical practice after graduation. Nobody knows
you've been staying in Dr. Mitchel's lab since your graduation. He won't be able to find out."
"Thanks, Adrian! I'll buy you a drink when you're back," Violette breathed a sigh of relief.
Her kids were her top priority now. For their safety, she wanted nothing to do with Elijah.
"No worries. Just keep your guard up since you two are in the same city now." Adrian said.
"Got it." Violette said.
At nine in the evening.
In the kids' room.
Ian and Rita, in their adorable cartoon pyjamas, were lying on the bed.
A warm orange lamp was left on the bedside table.
The little ones had their eyes wide open.
"Ian, have you found out who our dad is?" Rita asked.
With a serious look, Ian uttered with a name, "Kaleb."
"Huh? Brother, are you saying that's our dad's name?" Rita tugged at Ian's arm, asking anxiously, "How
did you find out? What does he look like?"
Ian furrowed his brows, his expression eerily reminiscent of Elijah's.
He got off the bed.
Rita quickly followed suit.
Ian opened his laptop, found a picture, and said to Rita, "Him, Kaleb, our dad."
Earlier in the afternoon, Ian used his hacking skills to find Violette's records in A City hospital from four
and a half years ago.
It showed that their dad was Kaleb.