Sweet Twins novel Chapter 62

At that moment, there was only one thing on Nancy's mind––to find the kid.

"Sister, I can't walk as my foot is injured. If I go with you, I will only slow you down. So, here's the address. You can go there yourself," said Fannie.

"Okay." It was a tight situation for Nancy, but even if she needed to jump off a cliff to find the child, she would.

After hanging up, Fannie sent an address to her––a place which the latter had never heard of.

So, she turned on the navigation and continued driving until the sun had already set.

It was already dark when Nancy left the asphalt road and drove on an unpaved path in the countryside.

Surprisingly enough, she did not feel scared at all, given that she was alone in the middle of nowhere. She was too distracted with the urge to find the kid.

As a result, she lost track of time and had no idea how long it took her to reach the address. But to her horror, it was just a deserted and empty space. Not even a single building could be spotted anywhere near it.

As she squinted her eyes trying to spot something, Nancy finally realized that she was, once again, deceived by Fannie.

'Damn it! It was all Fannie and Jill's plan!' she ranted internally, hitting the steering wheel to ease her annoyance.

Meanwhile, Jill and Fannie were together at the moment. "Fannie, Nancy has been asking you about the child every day. You know, you can't fool her like this forever."

But unbothered as Fannie was, she only heaved a deep sigh while cutting her nails before saying, "I only have one idea in mind, but I'm afraid that..." For a while, she stopped speaking to blow any debris on her fingernails. After that, she continued, "Charles will be our problem."

"I heard from Caspar that Charles didn't see Nancy a lot," Jill retorted, flashing a sly smile.

Suddenly, Fannie's eyes enlarged in utter shock. "I've always wondered why Charles would fall in love with Nancy. Now I see, it was just a fleeting interest. You know men get easily bored with women; they always love to chase new ones. So trust me, Nancy will be nothing but an old flavor to Charles," she sneered as she raised her hands to spot her fingernails better.

"Well...I should hope so." Jill's voice was suspicious as she said those words. Even she sensed something different from Charles and with how he treated Nancy.

"It must be so!" Now, Fannie shouted firmly, glaring at her nails as if they were Nancy.

After waiting for so long, she finally devised a plan to deceive Nancy again, much thanks to Caspar for helping her out.

She found a very remote area and sent the address to Nancy.

And knowing Nancy and how badly she wished to find the child, Fannie was assured the former would drive over there without thinking twice. True enough, her intuitions were right!

Nancy really drove all the way there––until the sunset, and the surroundings turned pitch-black.

At this hour, while Fannie was rejoicing in the comforts of her home, Nancy had rushed out of the car and stood in the darkness. She looked at the shabby house in front of her, and she felt like weeping, but tears didn't find their way down to her cheeks.

Even with the slightest hope, she still walked towards the dilapidated building. At the back of her mind, she wished to meet someone who possibly saw a baby girl somewhere here.

However, much to her adversity, a flash of lightning pierced the sky, followed by a rumbling thunder that almost sent her back to her car.

Then the pea-sized raindrops slowly poured before eventually crackling down.

Even though Nancy didn't have an umbrella with her, she was still unwilling to give up. So, with all the courage she could muster, her feet began to drag their way towards the ramshackle house.

"Hello! Is anyone here? Is anybody home?" she asked again and again while carefully seeing through the darkness.

But unfortunately, there was no reply.

At this point, Nancy was on the verge of breaking down. She had always thought herself a strong woman, but these circumstances were just too much for her. So, not knowing what to do anymore, she covered her face with her hands and broke into tears.

"Kid, where the hell are you?"

she asked aloud as if anyone would hear her.

If the kid really lived in the countryside, she only wished to know how her condition was––if the baby girl were being taken care of, or even fed regularly.

As long as the child was safe, that was all that mattered to her.

Meanwhile, Charles' house was lit brightly as if a celebration or some or of jubilee was held.

Even Bobby was in such a great mood as he stood by the gate, ready to welcome the children.

Then, he led them inside towards the fruit and pastry section with a broad smile on his lips.

As the little master, he told everyone excitedly, "Welcome to my daddy's birthday party! I hope you all have a good time! Later, I will announce a piece of big news and give you a big surprise."

"Yeah! Yeah!" The children cheered in unison as they began to munch on those pastries.

Although they were from affluent families, they still weren't as wealthy as the Fu family. So once the expensive toys and regal fruits graced their sight, they were overjoyed.

Just like any other kids, they were laughing, eating, drinking, and playing together. The sound of their innocent voices only emphasized the bright atmosphere of the house.

Then, moments later, Jay arrived with Doris.

He walked ahead alone with Doris, who wore a dark red evening dress, tailing him from behind.

The pair looked rather strange as they walked discordantly on the red carpet.

"Happy birthday, Charles!" greeted Jay from a distance.

But to his dismay, Charles ignored him and instead gazed at Doris.

"Welcome, Miss He," Charles said politely, flashing a wide grin on the woman.

"Mr. Fu, happy birthday to you." Doris, with her graceful movement, presented her gift––which she carefully chose herself––to Charles.

It was a red brocade box with a man's suit brooch inside.

"Thank you for your gift," Charles expressed, taking over the present.

"It wasn't worth much. I hope you like it," Doris responded, scratching her little head in embarrassment.

"I don't mind. Thank you again for this." As a response, Charles raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Meanwhile, Jay, who was just standing on one side while the two conversed, felt ignored.

"Well, you two go on talking. I'm going to leave you alone and find an acquaintance to converse with," he said with so much bitterness in his tone before stepping into the hall.

Left with Charles, Doris felt a little awkward. After all, she was not in any familiar with him. The only time they spent together was when they once visit Jay in the villa to have dinner together.

In fact, she wasn't sure if the man had already considered him as his acquaintance. As Jay shamelessly left her, she couldn't find any words to utter to Charles.

However, it seemed that Charles didn't want her to get in––or did he do it in purpose?

He had been waiting for Nancy. All the guests had already arrived, and only Nancy was nowhere in sight.

He tried to call her, but her phone was turned off.

Although he was very anxious, he couldn't leave his own party when there were so many guests. So, he purposely blocked Doris' way, hoping she might know where Nancy was.

"Where is Nancy, Doris?" Charles asked with an expectant voice.

Doris had also just called Nancy, but it didn't get through either.

"She's not here yet? I called her several times, but it didn't get through. I figured she was already here and just busy with the party," she answered, quite surprised too. Then she murmured, "She doesn't turn off her phone a lot. I wonder what's going on."

The uneasiness inside Charles' heart intensified. "Alright. Please go in now. I'll wait for Nancy. Maybe she's just stuck in a traffic jam," he uttered with a hint of hope.

"I hope so. I'll go inside first." Doris glanced at him once more time before walking in.

When Charles looked down at his watch, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, and the party had already begun. However, Nancy was still nowhere to be seen.

"Charles, what are you doing? The guests are already here. Why are you still standing outside?" Angelina walked out and asked in an impatient voice after finding him.

And left with no choice, Charles had to go to the hall with her even though his mind was wandering someplace else.

"Daddy, why hasn't mommy come yet? She promised me she would come. You also told me she'd be here. You won't lie to me, right?" Bobby asked after walking up to him. In fact, he sounded as if he was complaining that Nancy was nowhere near him at this party.

"Yes, of course, I won't lie to you. She might just be a little busy right now. I'm sure she'll be here in a while. Play with your friends first. I'll let you know when Mommy's here." Charles fondly rubbed Bobby's hair and tried to comfort him, even though he wasn't sure if Nancy would indeed show up tonight.