All of Ann's attention was on Nikki. Seeing the tear stains on Nikki's small face, Ann's eyes became even redder from pity and self-blame.
She wanted to take over her daughter, so she didn't pay attention to why Phillip had asked her the question, "Nikki is my daughter. Thank you for finding her for me."
Even though Phillip already had a guess, he was disappointed when he heard her answer. He avoided Ann's hands and kept Nikki in her arms.
"Did you say she is your daughter?"
His voice was low, and there was self-restraint mixed in it.
Ann sensed that Phillip's tone was strange, so she looked up at him and nodded with her lips pursed.
"Yes, Mr. Phillip."
Phillip fixed his eyes on Ann as if he was looking for something from the expression on her face.
In the end, he lowered his head to look carefully at the little girl in his arms again.
Nikki was pretty, soft, and adorable. Because she was just a kid, her facial features were still immature. She looked like she was only three or four years old.
Phillip realized why he had thought the little girl looked like Ann.
Suddenly, he had another guess. His perfect curled jawline tensed up as his thin lips were pursed together.
"How old is Nikki?"
Was Nikki…?
Ann froze. She didn't know why Phillip suddenly asked about that, but she said, "She's three years old."
The arms holding Nikki stiffened, and Phillip's face instantly darkened.
"So her father is ... Karl Jobson?"
Ann almost couldn't look steadily at Phillip. She felt scared and also weirdly guilty to meet his eyes.
"Mr. Phillip, I'm very grateful to you for helping me find Nikki, but I don't think that's something I must tell you."
He was just her superior in the company, and there was no need and no reason for him to know about her painful and bitter past.
There were some negative emotions tumbling in Ann's mind as she stepped forward again, "Mr. Phillip, thank you for what you've done for me today. Now, I want to take Nikki back home."
Phillip did not move.
Carson was standing next to Phillip. He saw that his Daddy's face was horrifyingly sullen, so he hurriedly stepped forward to hold Ann's hand.
"Dear lady, are you Nikki's Mommy?"
Ann lowered her head and realized that the little boy in front of her was terribly good-looking. She nodded slightly.
Carson blinked and played cute.
"Dear lady, I met Nikki at the entrance of the mall. She got lost, so I took her to have something to eat. It was my Daddy that has sent someone to inform you!"
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