Chapter 12 This man, looks exactly like Xiaohan!

"Mummy, I..."

Quiana had already broken out in sweat, and was just about to start explaining about Brother Xiao Tian when Ellie Doyle's gaze naturally shifted to Quinnie.

Ellie Doyle: "Quinnie, how about you? Do you want to have hot pot as well?"

Freeing her gaze from her sister's blank phone screen and silently heaving a sigh of relief, Quinnie nodded gently, "Quinnie is okay with anything, Mummy, how was your visit to the Doyle Family today? Did they give you a hard time?"

Mentioning the Doyle Family,

a hint of chill flashed across Quinnie's youthful face.

Even though she knew Mummy could handle the Doyle Family affairs on her own, she still felt a bit worried.

If the Doyle Family dared to give Mummy the slightest disrespect,

then she definitely wouldn't let the Doyle Family off easily.

Quiana stood on the side feeling somewhat guilty, she stealthily glanced at her phone, realized it had gone dark unknown when, and quickly pocketed her phone before looking seriously at Ellie Doyle: "Mummy, Quiana's subordinates are very impressive! Just say the word, and Quiana will have her team of hackers 'take down' the Doyle Family!"

Watching the two children with stern expressions, Ellie Doyle couldn't help but suppress a chuckle.

She reached out again and touched the cheeks of the two children: "If you two obediently listen, Mummy is already very happy."

"Let's go have hot pot."

"Yay! Awesome, let's go have hot pot!"

Sea City.

Inside a skyscraper in the most bustling part of the city center.

Hugo Hayes had just pushed open the door to his office. In his line of sight, Xiao Tian, who was supposed to be napping, was already awake. He sat on the couch, clasping a phone in his hands, his innocent face streaked with tears, big teardrops still falling.

Hearing the door open, Xiao Tian slowly lifted his head, his face full of longing as he looked in Hugo Hayes's direction, then gestured in sign language: "Daddy, Xiao Tian wants to eat hot pot, can we?"

He had never eaten food prepared by anyone other than the family chef since he was born.

He had never had hot pot.

This was the first time he heard about "hot pot."

He thought, Mummy was going to take his brother and sister out for hot pot, so he wanted to join them too; then, it would be like dining together with Mummy.

A look of pity flashed across Hugo Hayes's eyes as he gently picked up his son, wiping the tear stains from his face with one hand: "Do you want to go eat now?"

Xiao Tian nodded vigorously, quickly gesturing in sign language: "Can we?"

"Yes, we can."

Half an hour later.

A black business car appeared in front of Sea City's top star-rated hotel.

Inside the car, Hugo Hayes didn't rush to get out. Through the rearview mirror, he gave a look to the driver in the front row: "Have the hotel clear the scene. I want the entire dining area, other than hotel staff, to be empty in ten minutes."

"Understood, Director Hayes, I'll arrange it right away."

Two minutes later.

Sea City's top star-rated hotel received the notice.

The entire dining area of the hotel was to be cleared!

Hotel.

Lobby.

Just as Ellie Doyle had settled down with her two treasures, the waitress approached with a sorry expression: "Madam, I'm really sorry, but this floor is closed today. To compensate, we've prepared a small gift for you. I'm very sorry."

During the conversation,

the waitress had handed over a beautifully wrapped small gift box.

The person's attitude was so good that Ellie Doyle couldn't refuse, her gaze falling on the two treasures: "Shall Mummy take you somewhere else to eat?"

"Sure, Mummy."

Quiana obediently nodded, then stared eagerly at the small gift box being handed over by the waitress: "Pretty sister, what's this? Is there something tasty inside?"

The waitress was amused by Quiana and handed over the box: "Little one, this isn't food. It's a pocket watch specially designed and ordered by our young master. I hope you like it."

Taking the small gift from the waitress's hand, Quiana couldn't wait to open it.

A pocket watch bearing the hotel's emblem appeared inside the exquisite box; she really liked it.

Ellie Doyle secretly sighed, this little girl was so easily swayed by others, she didn't know whether it was good or bad.

Picking up her bag, Ellie Doyle prepared to leave the hotel with her two treasures.

Meanwhile.

At the entrance to the dining area.

A tall, towering figure, holding a child about four or five years old, walked in.

Quinna, her eyes sharpest, was the first to spot the figure at the door. She couldn't help but exclaim, "Daddy!"

Realizing what she had just said, the little girl immediately covered her mouth.

Quinnie also noticed the figure walking in from the door.

The face that appeared in his view was almost an enlarged, proportionate replica of his own.

Compared to Quinna's excitement, Quinnie was much calmer; he immediately focused his gaze on Mommy.

His heart also involuntarily began to beat faster.

He was a bit worried about Mommy's reaction to seeing Daddy, whether it would be delight or aversion.

However.

Contrary to his expectations, Ellie's gaze fell behind Marcus Sharp and did not show the emotions he anticipated. Instead, she looked curious.

Ellie was certainly curious; it was the first time she had seen someone who looked so much like her son.

If she hadn't been sure that the man she had been with that night was the sleazy club owner, she might have thought this man was Quinnie's real dad.

Ellie sized up the man walking in.

Hmm, his physique was indeed not bad.

As for his appearance, looking so much like her son, naturally it wasn't bad either.

Of course, that was all.

She wasn't about to randomly strike up a conversation with someone just because they looked seventy or eighty percent similar to Quinnie.

Besides—

This man was also holding a child, which probably meant he had a family.

With this thought, Ellie then silently prepared to retract her gaze.

The next second.

She felt an extremely strong threat enveloping her entire body.

And this feeling was exactly coming from the man she had just noticed.

Her intuition told her,

This man was very dangerous, no, extremely dangerous.

Ellie decisively lifted her gaze and locked eyes with him in the air.

Seeing her looking at him, the man's calm, deep pupils flashed with surprise, then he calmly reined in that emotion.

After the man looked away, Ellie's intense sixth sense eased slightly.

It had been a very long time since she had felt such a strong sense of threat.

The last time was several years ago, one night...

This feeling made her uncomfortable, and Ellie, without lingering, grabbed Quinna's hand, ready to take the two children and leave.

Only then she noticed that Quinnie had somehow managed to put on his mask.

Ellie crouched down, a bit worriedly grabbing Quinnie's shoulders, "Are you feeling unwell? Mommy will take you upstairs for medicine."

"Mommy, I'm fine, let's just hurry," Quinnie said, his eyes downcast, then he deliberately coughed, "Mommy, when are we going to eat? Quinnie is hungry."

Quinnie had suffered from severe respiratory disease since birth, and each flare-up was only bearable when he wore a mask.

Ellie, overwhelmed with concern, failed to notice anything unusual.

She quickly nodded, picked up Quinnie, and briskly walked toward the exit of the dining area.

Quinna followed behind Ellie, and as she passed by Marcus Sharp, the little girl couldn't help but glance at Marcus several times.

She really hoped that Daddy would recognize her.

But Daddy didn't even recognize their Mommy.

Thinking of this, Quinna was a bit disappointed.

Their Daddy was so young and already so forgetful; whatever would they do in the future?

Just then, as Quinna's gaze fell on Marcus Sharp, his gaze also fell on Quinna.

Flynn Zimmerman couldn't help but widen his eyes and exclaim, "Elder Hayes, isn't that the child from the front of the company this afternoon?"

"There's no need for such a loud voice, I'm not deaf," Marcus Sharp spoke coldly, then squinting his eyes, he stared at the hastening figure of Ellie leaving and added, "Investigate this woman."