Corinne deleted the message after reading it. At the very least, she was able to put on an act to ensure


    that Sophia did not suspect anything. They could not allow Sophia to realize they had uncovered the


    truth. Sophia would only let her guard down if she felt that she was still in control of the situation. There


    was always a possibility that Sophia might go to the extreme and threaten them with Bryan’s safety.


    “Mommy, did Sophiae and look for me earlier?” Benjamin asked uneasily.


    Even though he had not seen Sophia, he was certain he had heard her voice.


    Corinne held her son close and reassured him, “No. I won’t let her take you away again. Don’t worry.”


    Benjamin’s unease toward Sophia made Corinne worry about Bryan. She wondered if Sophia might


    target Bryan. Retrieving Bryan was not possible, at least not at that moment. It would only raise


    suspicion and work against their current situation. She hoped that Jeremy would be aware of Bryan’s


    existence and take steps to protect the boy despite having lost his memory.


    Corinne brought the kids home as soon as she bought toys forthem andforted them. She then


    turned on herputer and used several special methods to decode the source of the text she


    received on her phone. She wanted to try and contact Jeremy.


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    Elsewhere, at Estee Bistro, Annie sipped her orange juice by the window and spaced out as she gazed


    at the street. She had waited more than 40 minutes for the blind date her mother had arranged.


    Annie’s mood was souring fast, and sitting around waiting for someone she had no interest in made it


    worse. She just had a morning session with her therapist, who encouraged her to try dating again


    instead of letting fear hold her back.


    As a result, she reluctantly agreed to meet the blind date her family had set up for her. She figured that


    someone her family rmended would be more decent than some random men she got to know


    elsewhere. After all, she had a history of attracting the wrong kind of men. s, her blind date was not


    much better than the others. Annie could not help but grumble about the man’s tardiness, for she had a


    particr loathing for people who had no sense of urgency.


    She was a little moody when a man at a nearby table pulled out a chair and sat across from her.


    When Annie snapped out of her senses and looked at the man, she was so startled that she nearly


    spat out the orange juice she had just sipped.


    She coughed violently and asked herself, ‘What kind of person is he?’ The man sitting across from her


    was much, much older than her. He had the old-fashioned style and reeked of grease. Worse of all, he


    had very little hair left on his head! That did not look remotely like the top student her mother


    mentioned.


    Qualifications notwithstanding, his appearance did not match that of a recent graduate from a top


    university. He was more like a top student from her father’s generation!


    “You must be Miss Annie! Sorry, I’mte. The traffic here was terrible. I hope you won’t mind the slight


    dy,” said the man.