Caden Hawthorne nodded slightly and continued to ask, "Did the director ever mention anything special about Vivian’s background?"
Daniel Lynch thought for a while, "It seems the director did mention that Vivian was abandoned at the orphanage’s doorstep. She was just five years old at the time, had a fever, was burning up, and lay on the ground with only her birth date script. It was clear she was abandoned."
Caden frowned, deep in thought, and asked, "Only a birth date script? Was there nothing else?"
Daniel shook his head, "No, just a piece of paper with her birth date. The director felt sorry for her and brought her into the orphanage to treat her illness. Later, when I passed by the orphanage, the child held my hand and said she was hungry. Seeing her pitiful state, and as my wife and I didn’t have any children after marriage, I impulsively decided to adopt her."
Caden was silent for a moment and then said, "Alright, I understand. If any clues come to mind, please contact me at any time."
After saying this, Caden turned and left the Lynch Family. He sat in his luxury car, his heart heavy.
The mystery of Vivian Lynch’s background seemed even more enigmatic.
He instructed Zachary Sutton to intensify the search for the orphanage director and to also explore other avenues to find clues about Vivian Lynch’s biological parents.
"Vivian, look at the baby carriage I bought for my grandson, along with so many beautiful little clothes. Oh, and these adorable hats, all for the baby in your belly," Mrs. Hawthorne said.
Did Mrs. Hawthorne just go shopping, or was she practically restocking a store?
Looking at the living room filled with items she had purchased, Vivian Lynch smiled helplessly, "Mom, Caden and I have prepared all these things. Newborns grow fast, so buying so many clothes will just go to waste!"
Mrs. Hawthorne was unconcerned, "That’s not acceptable, my grandson must have the best of everything. Besides, children grow fast, we can buy more clothes in different sizes. And these strollers, with such beautiful designs, once the baby is born, we can take him to the garden to soak in the sun."
Looking at Mrs. Hawthorne’s enthusiastic appearance, Vivian felt a warm flow in her heart. She knew Mrs. Hawthorne genuinely anticipated the arrival of her baby.
"Mom, don’t wear yourself out. Buying so many things must be exhausting," Vivian said with concern.
Mrs. Hawthorne smiled, "It’s not tiring. I’d do anything happily for my grandson."
She then eagerly instructed the servants to move everything she bought to the nursery on the second floor.
Vivian nodded, "Mom, I will. Don’t worry."
Just then, Caden returned home.
Seeing the living room filled with items and servants moving them upstairs, he was slightly taken aback.
"Mom, did you move the entire mall back with you?" Caden teased.
Mrs. Hawthorne rolled her eyes at him, "What do you know? These are all for my grandson. You, as a father, should care more about the baby."
Caden chuckled helplessly and walked over to Vivian, gently holding her hand.
"Vivian, how are you feeling today? Any discomfort?" Caden asked softly.
Vivian shook her head, "I’m fine, don’t worry."
Caden looked at Vivian, his eyes full of love.
He knew Vivian always longed to find her biological parents and was making every effort to help her find clues.
He hoped to give Vivian a surprise before the baby is born.
"Riley Hawthorne, President Sutton wants to see you in his office," an assistant from Zachary Sutton’s side came over to inform Riley at her workstation.
Riley sat idly, not budging, continuing with her work.
"???" The assistant was full of confusion, "Riley Hawthorne, did you hear me?"
Riley snapped back, and said indifferently, "Oh, I’m busy right now! No time, let Zachary Sutton wait!"
"Wait, wait?" The assistant was incredulous, "You’re actually making the boss wait?"
Riley gave him an uninterested glance, "Is there a problem?"
"How dare you, Riley Hawthorne, do you know what you’re doing? Do you want to get fired?"
Riley snorted coldly, "Fire me if you want, who’s afraid? Besides, I didn’t make any mistakes, does your President Sutton dare to fire me without reason?"
In truth, Riley was just being stubborn, not wanting to see Zachary. She was still upset about being rejected by him.
The assistant was infuriated by Riley’s attitude, "You... you’re simply unreasonable. I’m going to tell President Sutton."
Saying this, the assistant turned and left.
Back in Zachary Sutton’s office, the assistant relayed Riley’s words verbatim.
Zachary sighed, looking helpless, "This girl is throwing a tantrum at me!"
The assistant saw that Zachary was not angry, rather, he seemed helpless, and even slightly indulgent, which made him look as if he’d seen a ghost.
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"I was in the wrong first, how could I be mad?" Zachary knew that Riley was still angry about his rejection, hence she wouldn’t meet him.
"President Sutton, are you okay?" The assistant was incredulous, was this really the President Sutton he knew? Coddling a mere employee .
What on earth was Riley Hawthorne’s deal?
"Never mind, you can go. I’ll go find her myself."
Soon after, Zachary personally arrived at Riley’s workstation.
"Riley Hawthorne, what’s going on with you? Why didn’t you come to my office?" Zachary asked with a frown.
Riley lifted her head, looking at Zachary with a touch of defiance in her eyes, "Why should I go? So what if you’re my boss? I don’t want to see you now."
Zachary sighed helplessly, "Riley, stop messing around. I need to discuss work with you."
Upon hearing this, Riley stood up, her face cold, "Go ahead, what does President Sutton need me for?"
Looking at Riley’s defiant demeanor, Zachary felt a mix of helplessness and distress. He softly said, "There’s an important project this afternoon. I need you to join me in following up and conducting market research."
Seeing Riley’s perfunctory response, Zachary frowned and couldn’t help but say, "Riley, it’s work time now. I hope you can separate personal feelings from work."
Riley slightly raised her chin, resolve in her eyes, "President Sutton, rest assured, since it’s work, I’ll perform my duties well."
For a moment, Zachary didn’t know what to say and could only instruct, "Prepare yourself."
Having said that, Zachary turned and left.
Watching his departing figure, Riley’s hands clenched tightly. She was doing her best to restrain her feelings.