“What are our options?” queried Robbie. “I don’t want to alarm Great-grandpa, but there’s honestly just too much to explain otherwise. However, I want you to drink this.” Robbie pulled out a bottle of soda and gave it to Kyle. “You’ll only sleep for an hour or so, don’t worry. It’ll all be alright after you wake up.”
“I guess it’s fine, but…” Kyle looked at Robbie uneasily.
“Don’t dwell on it.” Robbie spread his arms out. “Am I not alright?”
“Okay.” Kyle didn’t say much. Mr. Robinson was definitely a genius child, even if his behavior seemed different from that of a normal person.
As long as nobody got hurt, that’s all that mattered.
“I think you missed a call from Mr. Spencer. I reckon you should get back to him as soon as possible.” Robbie looked at Kyle and made a phoning gesture with his hand. “Tell him that I had an upset tummy and was delayed. We can meet now.”
“Very well.” Kyle set out to make that call immediately.
Robbie gently stroked Fifi’s wings as he carefully recalled what happened earlier. She had not said much, but he had to assume that they knew about the ring.
But how did the ring end up on the eagle’s foot?
How did they get the ring?
These were questions that needed answers.
Aboard the private jet, Zachary suddenly received a report from Bruce. “Mr. Nacht, Sharon has been captured by Mr. Blackwood. He’s now going to take her back to Erihal to make amends to the Blackwood family.”
Zachary grunted in response. “For now, you are to ensure that the Blackwoods don’t find out about Charlotte. In the meantime, keep watch over Olivia as well.”
“Roger that. I’ll do my best.”
Bruce was about to hang up when Zachary stopped him, having just recalled something. “Just a moment.”
“Do you have other orders, sir?” asked Bruce.
“Send someone out to look into Peter.”
“Yes, I’ll do so right away.”
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