Chapter 342 Your Son is a Little Fool

Yolanda Greenwood instinctively looked at Noah Coldson; after all, Little Gabriel had been raised in the Coldson family's old residence, so she wasn't clear on the specifics.

Noah Coldson shook his head, "That's impossible. My mom doesn't like Melissa Greenwood getting close to the kid. Melissa has never even held him; the two of them couldn't possibly be close."

"Could I have seen it wrong?" Captain Reyes looked even more perplexed. They were trained in micro-expression analysis, so the odds of him being mistaken were slim.

But given the current situation, this wasn't the time to dwell on it. He said no more, silently planning to take a closer look later.

Within just half an hour, everything was ready.

Noah Coldson picked up the megaphone again, "Melissa Greenwood, the items you asked for are ready."

"Well, isn't this efficient." Melissa Greenwood sneered and reappeared, holding Little Gabriel once again. She raised her voice, "Yolanda Greenwood, come over here."