President’s Sweet Wife

Chapter 265 A Chance Encounter at the Airport

The Wright household.

The whole Wright mansion was well-lit.

Mrs. Wright reclined, all smiles, on a sofa in the living room, facing Mr. Kawn, who was all business.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Kawn! I’ll treat what you’ve tasked me with as my own business.”

Wilson Kawn chuckled, “Of course I believe you, Mrs. Wright. We’ve investigated for so many years

and only just found that that child was probably taken to Julio by human traffickers. Then the leads

went dead. For all our work, we had nothing to show for it and could only count on someone else.

When it comes to finding people, no one can measure up to the Wright family. I’ve come to Julio

personally for this. Only, this are the private affairs of the Kawn family, so I hope you can all keep this

secret. Our father has been sick for a long time, and his greatest wish is to find that child. So whether

or not you manage to do so, please notify me at once and allow me to confirm it, so the old man

doesn’t get his hopes up for nothing.”

Mrs. Wright nodded.

“Of course. Please don’t worry, Mr. Kawn. I’ll notify you of any news at once.”

“If that’s the case, thank you. This is a photo of the child, but it was taken only at a few months old. It

might not be of any use.”

Wilson passed a yellowed old photo over, a bit of regret in his face.

Mrs. Wright took it and looked it over.

The photos was over a dozen years old, but other than a bit of yellowing, it had been well-preserved.

It was clear that the person who owned the photo cherished it greatly.

Mrs. Wright looked at it for a while and chuckled.

“You know, children all look pretty much the same, but this child has especially great features. I think it

resembles Natalia when she was young.”

To the side, a middle-aged man hurriedly said, “What are you talking about, Mom? Natalia’s got a

mother and father. We even went over to their place when Kiera was bearing her. How could it be

related to Miss Kawn?”

Mrs. Wright laughed it off. “Right, right. I was just saying it.”

Wilson, though, was interested.

“You’re talking about the same Natalia who sang in the Parlour the other day?”

Mrs. Wright nodded. “That’s her.”

Wilson smiled. “Honestly, the first time I saw her, I thought she looked a lot like Yvonne. I don’t just

mean her features, but also the aura and the feeling I get from her gaze. How old is she now?”

“Twenty-five, I think!”

“Twenty-five?” Wilson’s face changed.

If Yvonne was alive, she’d happen to be twenty-four or twenty-five.

Suddenly growing emotional, he blurted, “You said her mother’s name was Kiera? Did you see this

Kiera give birth to her with your own eyes?”

Mrs. Wright was taken aback.

She hadn’t been in Julio at the time, so of course she hadn’t seen it personally. She’d only gone to visit NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Kiera when she was pregnant, and hugged the child a few times after she’d given birth.

The old lady didn’t have a reply this time.

As she pondered, a voice came from the doorway. “Of course I saw it with my own eyes.”

Everyone looked towards the source of the voice. A middle-aged woman walked in.

Mrs. Wright introduced, “Ah right. This is my daughter-in-law, Penny. Penny, this is Wilson of the Kawn

family of Eqitin. You can call him Mr. Kawn.”

Penny gave a hasty greeting.

Wilson asked right away, “You saw it personally?”

Penny smiled faintly. “Yes, Kiera’s mother died early. She had no reliable female friends around her

when she was about to give birth. Our families have been friends for generations and I gave birth two

years earlier than she did, so I went over to look. It wouldn’t be fake.

Seeing that she seemed sincere, Wilson was a bit disappointed.

Mrs. Wright, though, was dubious.

When Kiera had been in labor, she had been overseas and hadn’t gone, but she’d also sent a servant

to ask around and didn’t remember Penny saying that she’d been there.

Had she remembered things wrong, or had Penny gone there in secret?

She had her doubts, but she believed that her daughter-in-law wouldn’t lie with something this big.

So she didn’t say anything.

Wilson had clearly gotten his hopes dashed, so they chatted with him for a while longer before

escorting him out.

When Wilson had left, Mrs. Wright called out after Penny and asked, “Did you really go over to Kiera’s

place when she was giving birth?”

Penny’s eyes worked subtly.

Smiling, she confirmed, “Of course I went. Would I lie on that? But I’d been in a rush and the driver

hadn’t come back yet, so I’d called a taxi myself.”

Hearing that, Mrs. Wright nodded.

That made sense. She didn’t know because Penny didn’t use their own driver.

Mulling things over, Mrs. Wright headed upstairs. Behind her, Penny dipped her head, a small,

mysterious light flashing across her eyes.

…

At noon, Natalia saw that it was about time and Archie was arriving, so she packed up her things and

rushed to the airport.

But before she’d reached the airport, she received a text from the man.

His flight was delayed and he’d probably be late by a couple hours.

Natalia hadn’t expected it, but since she was out here now, it would be troublesome to head back.

Thankfully, there was a pretty busy square next to the airport, so she decided to head there and walk

around the place while she waited.

It was twelve sharp at noon, right in time for lunch.

Natalia had planned to pick up Archie and head to lunch together, but it looked like they wouldn’t make

it.

So she decided to look for a restaurant on her own.

Unexpectedly, just as she found a restaurant and prepared to go in, she met someone at the doorway.

Mr. Kawn? What was he doing here?

Wilson hadn’t expected to bump into her right now either. He smiled, “Oh, Mrs. McCarthy. You’re eating

here too?”

Natalia smiled and nodded. “Yes. You too?”

“Yes. I’m getting ready to fly back to Eqitin, and it’s lunchtime. I’ve got some time, so I’ll just eat

something now.”

Natalia nodded. There was an awkward silence where she didn’t know what to say, so she got ready to

say goodbye and leave.

Wilson, though, suddenly asked, “Are you alone, Mrs. McCarthy?”

Natalia nodded again. “I am.”

“I’m alone too. If you don’t mind, we could eat together.”

Natalia was a little embarrassed. “Won’t… that disturb you?”

“No, it’s fine. You sang for me last time and I hadn’t the chance to thank you yet. How about I treat you

this time?”

Natalia didn’t feel up to it and was about to refuse.

Wilson added, “It’s boring eating by myself. If it’s okay with you, then you can tag along.”

He’d said this much, so refusing would seem a bit too cold.

Besides, eating was the same with one person or two.

So Natalia hesitated, then said, “All right.”