Chapter 43

Travis gave a little nod, showing he got it.

Henry grabbed a carton of milk from the fridge and warmed up two cups for them.

Travis and Gabriel sat in their chairs, holding their milk with their tiny hands, sipping away happily.

Henry sat nearby, watching their cute faces, feeling a bit torn inside.

If it weren't for that jerk, these two kids would have been his.

Forty minutes later, Lally brought over the dishes herself.

"Wow! It smells amazing, Henry! You're so generous to get all this delicious food delivered," Travis's eyes lit up as he saw the servant bring over a dozen dishes.

Gabriel politely thanked Lally. "Thanks."

Lally stared at Gabriel, a bit stunned.

Gabriel frowned slightly and repeated, "Thanks."

His frown looked just like Henry's.

Lally snapped out of it and looked at Gabriel with affection. "You're welcome, try it and see if it's good."

Gabriel didn't say much and climbed onto the chair.

But he didn't start eating right away; even Travis, who was super tempted by the food, didn't touch the utensils.

The two kids looked at Henry together.

Without a word, Henry understood and said gently, "I'm not hungry, you guys go ahead and eat."

With Henry's okay, they started eating.

Lally lowered her voice and asked Henry, "Mr. Windsor, where did these two kids come from?"

Even though she had a hunch, she didn't want to jump to conclusions.

Henry's voice was a bit muffled. "Zoey's."

"What? Miss Spencer is so young, and she already has two almost three-year-old kids?"

Lally looked surprised, then thought for a moment and couldn't help but ask Henry, "Mr. Windsor, did you know Miss Spencer before?"

"Why are you asking this?" Henry looked at Lally, puzzled. Lally was never one to pry. It was this quality that made Henry keep Lally in Maple City.

Even though Henry didn't answer directly, Lally got the hint from his reaction.

"Mr. Windsor, don't you think these two kids look like you when you were young?"

"What did you say?" Henry's face suddenly changed.

At the Maple City Police Department, John finally confirmed that the person detained was indeed Alexander.

Following Henry's instructions, John didn't reveal his identity and had the police release Alexander.

But he had just left for less than twenty minutes when a red sports car pulled up at the police station.

"Catherine, I knew you wouldn't leave me hanging. Get me a lawyer, I can't stay here another day," Alexander said excitedly when he saw Catherine.

Catherine held back her disgust and told Alexander, "I already brought a lawyer. You still have your driver's license as proof. By tonight, you'll be out. But why did you go see Zoey?"

Alexander quickly explained. "I went to get my shares back, but that bitch accused me of being a stalker. She's really changed, especially nasty now."

Catherine's face darkened. It seemed she needed a foolproof plan to teach that bitch Zoey a good lesson.

Zoey sneezed twice on set, and Beckett immediately looked worried. "Ms. Cavendish, are you still not over your cold? If you're not feeling well, you should go home and rest. Everyone will understand."

Zoey was about to brush it off when her phone rang. It was Claire.

"Zoey, something's wrong, Travis and Gabriel are missing," Claire's voice was shaky and tearful.

Zoey's heart dropped, and she shot up from her chair. "What happened?"

"This morning, Travis and Gabriel woke up. I saw they didn't have many clothes in their small suitcase, so I went out to buy them a few more outfits and also picked up some food on the way. But when I came back, Travis and Gabriel were gone."

"Zoey, I'm so sorry, I lost them," Claire's voice was thick with guilt.

Zoey felt a wave of panic. "I'm coming back right now."

She hung up and turned to Beckett, who looked confused. "Beckett, I have to go, something urgent came up."

Seeing her pale face, Beckett could tell it was serious and nodded immediately.

Zoey drove like a bat out of hell and finally made it home.

Claire had already called the police, and when Zoey arrived, the police were questioning Claire.

Her eyes were swollen from crying, and her face was full of guilt.

"Zoey, I'm so sorry. If I had known, I wouldn't have gone out."

Even though Zoey was anxious, she didn't blame Claire. She patted her shoulder and went with the police to the security room downstairs.

The security guard, hearing that two kids were missing, immediately let her into the monitoring room.

Zoey watched the footage for a long time but didn't see Travis and Gabriel leaving the community.

The police thought for a moment and said to Zoey, "Could it be that the two kids are just playing in the community and haven't left?"

If that were the case, it would be easier to find them.

"Miss Spencer, how about we split up to search? We'll start looking from the first building of the apartment, and you can look in the other apartments," the police suggested, and Zoey agreed.

She and Claire started knocking on doors, asking around until it gradually got dark.

"I really don't know where Travis and Gabriel went. If we can't find them, I don't think I can go on living," Claire said seriously, almost swearing an oath.

Zoey grew more and more silent as she searched, suddenly thinking of something and stopping in her tracks.

"Zoey, what's wrong?" Claire asked, seeing her suddenly frowning and standing still as if lost in thought.

Zoey remembered seeing Lally bringing several food boxes into the apartment in the afternoon, which meant Henry should still be in the apartment. But could he eat so much food alone?

"Let's go back," she said after a minute, then turned and ran towards her apartment.

Claire, still puzzled, followed her.

In Henry's apartment, Travis and Gabriel were glued to the TV, watching cartoons.

Henry sat nearby, thoughtfully watching them, with Lally's words echoing in his mind.

If it were true, could these two kids really be his?

The doorbell suddenly rang frantically, without any pause.

Henry's thoughts were interrupted, and he frowned, wondering who was so rude to keep pressing the doorbell.

"Henry, is it our mom?" Gabriel said as he jumped off the sofa, wanting to open the door himself.

Hearing this, Henry also stood up from the sofa and took Gabriel's hand to walk to the door.