The driver in front secretly glanced at the rearview mirror and noticed his boss’s complexion was unusually gloomy and terrifying. Even Dylan, who had retired from the special forces, couldn’t help but feel scared.
Adam’s eyes gradually filled with a deeper coldness, and his eyes also gradually narrowed, emitting an even more intense aura of danger.
Suddenly, he let out a cold laugh and pressed the answer button, "Hello?"
The person on the other end of the call obviously paused for a moment before a childish voice came through, "Who are you? Where’s my mommy?"
This time, it was Adam who was stunned. He had expected that after he answered the call, it would be an adult man; he didn’t even know why he had decided to answer this call.
Anyway, he vaguely had some intention of showing off to that man, after all, no matter what, he was still Elly’s lawful husband, and that man, even if he had fathered a child with Elly, was nothing but a homewrecker.
He had prepared himself to put that intruder in his place, but instead, he heard such a voice.
For some reason, upon hearing the child’s voice, Adam’s heart inexplicably softened, and he couldn’t bring himself to hang up the call.
"Of course, it’s Elly. Now tell me, where did Elly go? Did you steal Elly’s phone?"
The voice on the other end, laced with an annoyed interrogation, oddly made Adam unable to resist the urge to get closer, to talk more with him.
"I’m Elly’s husband."
He spoke, his tone carrying an almost imperceptible sense of pleasure.
The other end fell silent for a few seconds before a small voice tinged with inquiry came through, "What’s a husband?"
Adam didn’t know how to explain the word to a child, nor did he understand why he was having such a lengthy conversation with a child who was a stranger to him, especially since this child was the offspring of Elly and another man.
But he just couldn’t help himself, especially listening to the child’s soft voice; his heart would involuntarily soften, as if... as if the child were his own.
Adam was startled by this ridiculous thought. He should have hung up, but he couldn’t let go, and for some reason he suddenly asked, "Little buddy, where’s your dad?"
Why did the little guy’s response sound completely devoid of sadness?
Did he not understand what "dead" meant?
Although it was in bad taste, Adam couldn’t deny feeling, well... happy upon hearing the news.
"Yeah, Mommy said he’s dead."
The little guy on the other end seemed completely indifferent, not taking it seriously at all. It seemed the man had no emotional connection with the child?
Otherwise, how could a little kid care so little about the role of a father?
Adam furrowed his brow, ready to hang up, but then he heard Elly’s voice from the other end, "William, who are you talking to?"
The motion to hang up the call abruptly paused, and suddenly the corners of his lips slowly curled up, as the driver watching him through the rearview mirror shivered inexplicably.
That smile on the boss... was somewhat frightening.
Little William’s eyes lit up when he saw Elly returning. He lifted his wrist where his telephone watch was and said, "I’m making a call to you, oh, no, I mean, I’m talking to someone who stole your phone."