Skyler Jones felt utterly helpless...
For some reason, ever since Old Albert mentioned there might be a problem with her health, he couldn't shake his unease.
Three more days had passed, making it five days since Christine Quinn left, yet Skyler Jones still couldn't trace Christine's whereabouts.
Marie questioned him every day—"When will mommy come back?" He could still appease his daughter's patience for now, but he feared that in the long run, he wouldn't be able to conceal it...
Why would she plan not to return?
As far as he knew her, she adored Marie so much that she would never abandon her for anyone or anything, unless...
Knock, knock.
A knock on the door interrupted Skyler Jones's thoughts.
"Come in."
The servant entered the study and respectfully reported, "Mr. Jones, there's a Miss with the surname Gibson looking for you outside."
"With the surname Gibson?"
"Yes, that's what she said."
"Let her in!"
"Okay."
