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My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit novel Chapter 192

However, Sydney did not think much about it and merely hummed in response.

The Ferris wheel turned slowly.

Sydney watched as Davey's pod gradually rose. When he waved at her, she could not help but smile and wave back.

When Hunter saw that, he put down his hot chocolate and waved as well.

However, as if Davey had guessed that Hunter would do that, he turned around to sit down with his back toward Hunter before the latter could wave.

Hunter was stunned.

Sydney snickered and started laughing in amusement.

Hunter facepalmed himself. "That brat did it on purpose."

"Davey is so cute." Sydney looked at Davey and said while wiping tears from her eyes.

Hunter smiled at her words. "As long as you're happy."

"Hm?" Sydney looked at him curiously, not understanding what he meant.

He waved his hand. "Nothing."

Sydney blinked. "You're acting strange today. Even the way you talk is so mysterious." "Is that so? Haha..." Hunter scratched the back of his head and laughed dryly.

Sydney took a sip of the hot chocolate. "Well, if you don't want to say, I won't force you. Why don’t you tell me what you think about the Madden family? You said on the phone earlier that you had an idea. What is it?"

Hunter's expression grew serious as they started talking business. "My idea is that we find a random person to impersonate Clarice and go back to the Madden family."

"What?" Sydney stood up in shock. "Hunter, are you serious?"

"Yes. First of all, we don't know where Clarice is. Even if we want to find her, there's no saying how long it'll take."

Sydney nodded. "That's true."

Her father left her the necklace so that she would find Clarice.

However, she had no idea how to find Clarice and what to do after finding her. It was such a headache.

"So, we'll find a girl who resembles Mrs. Madden or Brandon in some ways to impersonate Clarice and make her our mole."

Sydney looked at him. "You want her to work together with us?"

"Yeah. I've started setting a trap for the Madden family since the last time we agreed to work together, but the effects are so minimal that we need a mole. That way, we can clean up the Madden family in a very short time," Hunter said seriously.

Sydney's heart thumped. There was no denying that she was persuaded.

However, she felt worried at the same time.

"Will that work?" Sydney bit her lip. "Even if we find someone to impersonate Clarice, she's not the real Clarice. What if the Madden family conducts a DNA test and exposes her?"

"You don't have to worry about that. I'll handle it. All you have to do is tell me whether you agree or disagree with this method." Hunter looked at her and held out his hand.

Sydney hesitated for two seconds before she smiled, held out her hand, and shook his. "Since you're so confident, I'll agree."

Hunter could not help but squeeze gently when he felt the tiny hand in his. Then, he coughed softly, pretending that nothing happened, and said with a serious face, "Leave it to me. I'll find a suitable person to impersonate Clarice within two days. When that time comes, give me the necklace you have."

"Got it." Sydney nodded.

As soon as she said that, a small figure ran up and

hugged her calf. "Aunty."

Davey's sweet and delicate voice almost melted Sydney's heart.

She hurriedly put down the hot chocolate in her hand, bent down to pick Davey up, and placed him on her lap. "Hey, Davey. Are you done playing?"

"Yep, I'm done. Aunty, let's go over there." Davey pointed at the spinning teacups ahead.

Sydney did not think it was a good idea for her to decide. After all, Hunter was Davey's uncle.

She looked at Hunter, but he already knew what she wanted to ask before she asked it. He smiled and nodded. "In that case, let's go together."

"Sure." Sydney picked Davey up.

With that, the three of them went to the spinning teacups.

Hunter bought the tickets and came back.

Just after handing the tickets to Sydney, his phone rang.

He frowned a little, feeling a little upset.

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