Charles was so gratified to see Charlie being so considerate at such a young age. But, the moment he thought about Leila, he turned depressed all of a sudden.
"Then... What do you feel about Leila?" Even though Charles was so reluctant to mention Leila, he could sense that there was an emotional tie between Charlie and her. Besides everything that she had done, that woman had indeed helped Charles raise Charlie up. If Charlie really wanted to see Leila, he would try to be considerate for Charlie no matter how hard it would be for him.
Looking at Charlie, Charles continued, "I know. After all, she is your foster mother. I just want to... I just want to be sure of how you feel about her. Do you really... have no feelings for her at all?"
Charlie kept quiet for a while before answering, "Actually I am also not sure. I don't even have any idea how to face her..."
Charles then replied, "I believe you have heard about what happened between Leila and Sher. I have come to tell you that Leila now is under the custody of the police. If... if you desire to see her, I can try to arrange a visit for you."
Charlie was startled upon hearing that. In the end, he nodded and said, "After all, she has taken care of me for so many years. I think I should see her if this is going to be the last time."
"Alright! I will arrange the visit for you tomorrow morning then," Charles agreed. He, in fact, heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that Charlie wanted to see Leila.
After all, it would be too ruthless of Charlie to say 'No'. Charles knew that Charlie was not at all such a person.
He reminded Charlie to sleep early, and then he went back to his room and made several phone calls to arrange the session for Charlie.
The next day, Charlie woke up early, finished his breakfast hastily, and waited for Charles at the sofa patiently.
Then, as planned, Charles brought him to the police station. On their way there, Charles did not speak a word. Neither did Charlie. There was an absolute silence throughout this time.
Right at the main gate of the police station, Charles found the person he was looking for. While that man led Charles and Charlie in straight, he talked to Charles, "By legal methods, she has no liberty to meet anyone from outside. After all, we are still investigating into this case. Since Mr. Lu asked a favor from us, we can let you in to meet her. Just that you need to keep it short, otherwise there can be even trouble for us."
"Thank you for your help. Don't worry. I acknowledge the rules," Charles replied affirmatively.
Just as they were about to enter the room where Leila was, Charlie suddenly stopped and requested to Charles, "Dad, can you please wait at the door for a while? I want to talk to her alone. If you don't mind?"
"How can I even allow this?" Charles frowned. A vicious woman like Leila could easily create a nice story and fool Charlie if he entered the room alone. How could Charles allow this to happen? He did not want Leila to have any chance to get close or to hurt Charlie anymore.
"Don't worry, Dad," Charlie tried to assure Charles. "I will just have a small chat with her. Rest assured! I am not a naive kid, Dad. I can differentiate the good from the bad. I don't trust her at all, no matter what she says to me."
"But..." Charles was not fully convinced. Though Charlie directly addressed his concerns, he still couldn't expel all his worries away.
Neither of them was willing to give in. Seeing them wasting time deciding, the policeman standing aside asked impatiently, "Have you two decided? If you keep arguing like this, the time will be up soon. You will not be allowed to get inside then."
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