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When she returned to her seat, Enna Clark was still a bit angry.
She just couldn’t understand why some people had such dark minds, that no matter what happened, they would only think about matters between men and women.
What’s key is that they had no evidence. How could they go around spreading rumors with nothing to back them up?
Enna herself was a little puzzled as to why Brody Smith suddenly stopped making a fuss. At first, she presumed Brody had told Lyle about it and Lyle just didn’t hold a grudge. But now that she heard them talking, it seemed like Brody never even looked for Lyle.
Thea Wood said that Brody was really angry at the time and even called her specifically to ask about Enna. So it was unlikely that he would let her off so easily… Yet Brody indeed didn’t look for Lyle.
A person emerged in Enna’s mind, and she was already 50% sure about it.
her shoulder was tapped, and Tiffany Clifford’s voice reached her ears, “Enna Clark, what are you daydreaming about? I called you twice, and you didn’t respond.”
She turned her head abruptly, and there was Tiffany, looking at her with concern.
‘…What’s wrong? Is there something on my face?” Tiffany was frightened by her gaze, touched her face, and took out a small mirror to check, “No problem, my makeup isn’t smudged, and there’s nothing weird on my face.”
“There’s nothing on your face. I was just thinking about something and hadn’t snapped out of it yet,” Enna embarrassingly explained.
Tiffany put down the mirror and gave her a reproachful glance, “You frightened me. I thought there was something dirty on my face.” Tiffany put the mirror back in her bag and, before Enna could ask, brought up Bobby, “Oh, Enna. Yesterday after work, I went to the kindergarten according to the address you gave me. The kindergarten teacher said that Bobby had been picked up by his dad. I tried calling you, but your phone was off. Since the teacher repeatedly assured me that it was indeed Bobby’s dad who took him away, I didn’t go looking for you.”
“You’re saying that Bobby’s dad picked him up yesterday?” Enna’s hands supported the table as she stood up abruptly, grabbed her shoulder, and uttered each word from her mouth.
Her heart was a mess.
Darling hadn’t been taken home by Sister Tiffany, but by ‘Dad.’
Enna’s heart skipped a beat, and because of the shock, her fingers couldn’t help but tremble.
Tiffany noticed that something was off with her and stuttered, “Yes, that’s what the teacher said. I thought your ex-husband took him away, I didn’t think that much about it. Enna, isn’t that the case?”
She had always known that Enna had a son but never heard anything about Bobby’s father. Since Bobby had the surname Clark, she thought he was the child of Enna and her ex-husband, who was entrusted to Enna’s care after the divorce.
Though Enna had custody, it was reasonable for the dad to want to see his son. So when the kindergarten teacher told her the child had been taken away by his dad yesterday, she hadn’t thought much about it. After unsuccessfully calling Enna, she left.
It was only when she saw Enna’s reaction today that she realized this matter wasn’t as simple as she thought.
“Was it really not your ex-husband who took the child? What should we do? It’s all my fault. Enna… Darling was taken away last night.. Is it too late to call the police now?”