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Chapter 999 Lost Contact
Chapter 999 Lost Contact
After asking about her son, Dolores asked about Noah’s son, “Why didn’t I see Edmund when we were
eating just now?”
“Alas.” He wouldn’t have sighed if his son was not brought up. Bringing him up would just induce his
headache, “He was unwilling to enlist in the military back then as he insisted to do what he loved. Now,
he doesn’t even have any achievements. He has been spoiled greatly by his mum.”
“Do you mean that he’s my son and not yours?” Chloe came in with a tray of freshly sliced fruits and
she happened to overhear Noah’s words. She refuted, “You said that I keep spoiling him, but did you
ever keep him in check?”
“You know that I am always swamped with work,” Noah replied albeit a little unconvincingly and weakly.
“You are saying that you are busy, so you have no time to look after him. I am the one doing that, yet
you are saying that I am spoiling him. You’re putting me in a difficult position here.” Chloe put the tray
down on the table and smiled at Dolores, “Edmund is just like him when he was still young. He wouldn’t
listen to his parents, and all he knows is going out and fool around.”
Dolores smiled back at her, “The son naturally takes after the father.”
Noah didn’t know what to say to that.
That was because when he was young, he used to oppose his father too.
“This is in the genetics. His temperament is successfully transferred to his son.” Chloe remarked.
“Oh, right, I have something I need to discuss with you.” Chloe looked at Dolores.
Dolores urged her to go on.
“Then let’s talk out there.” Chloe came over and the two of them exited the study.
When the door of the study was closed, Dolores asked, “What do you want to ask me?”
“It’s about Joshua’s impending wedding. Should I prepare a gift or two gifts? What should I prepare?”
Chloe thought about Boyce and how they were still talking after all those years, and it was because of
Matthew too. To be more specific, it was his daughter who was going to marry, so Chloe was thinking
whether she should prepare another present.
She didn’t need to think hard about Joshua as she would certainly prepare a present for him, but what RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only
about Bonnie? What should she prepare for her?
“One is enough.” Dolores didn’t mind this at all.
“That won’t do.” Chloe still thought that the two presents were appropriate since both sides were
familiar with each other. One side was getting a daughter in law while the other side was marrying
away from their daughter.
Dolores smiled, “From what you say, I should prepare presents for Jasmine? Just because their
daughter is getting married?”
Chloe smiled back at her, “I think that’s what I mean. That couple will need to prepare presents too
since your son is marrying a wife into the family.”
“Don’t you think things will get messy by that time?” Dolores poured herself a glass of water and gulped
it down.
Back in the study, Noah wanted to go out too, “Why don’t we take a stroll?”
He wouldn’t have felt so guilty when Dolores was here, but when faced with Matthew by himself, he
would still feel intimidated, even though he was not young anymore.
Matthew cut to the chase, “Tell me, what is exactly going on?”
“Do you think Andrew is met with some kind of danger?” Matthew stood up and walked to Noah, “Of
course I will always wish for my son’s well-being but I need to know his true condition. You can’t hide
that from me.”
Noah sounded a little helpless, “Can’t you see that I was just worried about you guys worrying?
Amanda’s incident has just passed, so do you think I can bring it up?”
Matthew’s face immediately became tense. He was worried about his son in his heart, but his face
showed that he was calm, “Just tell me. I will make sure word won’t get out.”
He was implying that he wouldn’t break it to Dolores.
Noah pressed his lips and began, “When Andrew was doing a mission, to save a teammate…”
He really didn’t dare to finish his sentence.
Matthew shut his eyes and tried his best to keep his facial expression in check. He forced out a word
with his ominous, low voice, “Say it!”