Chapter 97
Adrian’s brows suddenly furrowed. He stated, “Nobody’s saying anything about him.”
Celeste froze for a moment, her gaze confused as she looked at him.
Adrian smiled faintly and said calmly, “You adopted Eloise, and I’m her godfather. Doesn’t that make us, in some sense, family?”
This response caught Celeste off guard. She lowered her head and smiled lightly. But just as she was about to respond, there was a knock at the door.
“What have you done to my
son? Open the door now!”
Celeste and Adrian instinctively turned toward the door. It was Zander’s mother knocking.
Celeste was about to open the door, but Annie and Rowan had already returned from behind.
Rowan walked up to the front door and opened it, and Betsy rushed in, scanning the clinic frantically for her son.
“Where’s my son? Where have you hidden him?” Betsy fixed her stern gaze on Celeste.
“Mr. Wrenford, you can go ahead and take care of other matters. I’ll take it from here.”
Celeste didn’t respond to Betsy. Instead, she glanced at Adrian. He gave a slight nod and left
the clinic with long strides.
Celeste looked toward the entrance, noticing that the crowd of onlookers had already dispersed. Even Matilda was gone.
“Your son has already been sent to the hospital.” Celeste’s voice was low, her expression one
of indifference.
“Did you hit my son? I heard him shouting inside just now! What exactly have you done to
him?”
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