Chapter 356 Do You Know How to Be a Mother?
On the other side.
Clifton suddenly exclaimed with delight, "Ms. Fuller, I'm almost there!"
Two whole hours had passed since he started tracking this number.
He'd been blocked along the way, even counterattacked.
The other party's defenses were too tight—he'd almost given up. But suddenly, they dropped their protection!
This discovery thrilled Clifton.
After all, Sable had been getting impatient, constantly pushing him.
Finally, he could give Sable an answer.
Clifton's fingers flew across the keyboard.
Finally, the address and owner information for this number popped up.
Clifton immediately said eagerly, "Ms. Fuller, the owner of this number is..."
But the next second, the smile froze on Clifton's face.
Gwyneth!
When Clifton saw the name clearly, his face went pale.
He stared at the computer screen, frozen like he'd been struck by lightning, his mouth still hanging open, unable to move.
At the same time, Sable leaned over to look.
The name "Gwyneth" appeared right before her eyes.
"This..."
Sable's mind went completely blank.
Gwyneth?
How was this possible?
She was just checking a number—how did it lead to Gwyneth?
Everyone knew who Gwyneth was. Even if Sable had never met her, she couldn't possibly not know of her.
"Clifton, are you stupid?" Anger flashed across Sable's face. "This is what you found? Gwyneth? How is that possible? Does this make any sense?"
Could the person she'd been talking to really be Gwyneth? Was that even possible?
Clifton snapped back to his senses after being scolded.
He stared at the computer screen and said quickly, "There's no mistake! Ms. Fuller, you know my skills. The number you asked me to check definitely belongs to Gwyneth."
Hearing Clifton's words and seeing his unusually serious expression, Sable froze.
A shocking thought formed in her mind.
Could the woman on the phone really have been Gwyneth?
Instantly, Sable's face went white.
She quickly called Nolan, her voice trembling.
"Nolan, you... you need to come back right away. Something's happened."
Nolan answered the call, confused. "Something happened? What happened?"
"I... I..." Sable's voice shook with nervousness. "Remember I told you Saskia had a conflict with someone at school? I checked that number, and Clifton told me the owner is Gwyneth. I'm scared now. Honey, do you think I've caused trouble?"
When Nolan heard Gwyneth's name, his hand instinctively trembled.
"Wait there! I'm coming back now!" His voice was stern and urgent as he gave the order.
Sable let go of her phone, her palms already sweaty.
She desperately hoped this number didn't belong to Gwyneth.
For the next while, Sable couldn't sit still.
Finally, Nolan came back.
With him came the head of the Fuller family, Preston Fuller.
Preston and Nolan were brothers—Nolan was Preston's third younger brother.
"Honey, you're finally back." Sable rushed to Nolan, pointing at a string of numbers on her phone. "Quick, look and see—this number can't really be Gwyneth's, can it?"
"Preston needs to check to know for sure." Nolan handed the phone to Preston, then said to Sable, "I don't have the right to know Gwyneth's number. Only Preston knows it."
Preston looked at the number, and with just one glance, flew into a rage.
"You fool!"
Preston glared at Sable furiously. "You talked to Ms. Powell? Did you treat her like that student's parent and question her?"
Sable jumped at his outburst.
She nodded frantically. "Yes."
Preston gripped the phone and took a deep breath.
Then he directly opened the call recording.
Sable's sharp, condescending voice immediately came from the phone:
"How can your daughter be so rude at such a young age? Isn't she afraid of offending people? Now my daughter not only faces disciplinary action but also criticism—all because of her!"
"If anything happens to our Saskia, the Fuller family won't let you off! Look at yourself and know your place—you really don't know what's good for you!"
"I wasn't going to make a big deal of this, but now you need to go educate that rude daughter of yours right away. This ends here. Make Gabriella cancel Saskia's punishment! Saskia's reputation absolutely cannot be damaged!"
"How did you raise your child? How did you end up with such a rude, petty child? Making a big deal over nothing and reporting to Gabriella—who's going to want to be around her in the future?"
"Tell her to go explain to Gabriella right away that this was all a misunderstanding. Do you hear me?"
At this point, Preston cut off the recording.
He clutched his chest, breathing rapidly.
Nolan was even more furious.
"Sable, have you lost your mind?" He stared at Sable in disbelief, unable to believe she had said all this to Gwyneth.
He wanted to strangle her!
Sable's voice trembled badly. "I... I didn't know. I just got that student's parent's number from Gabriella. I never imagined the number I got would be Gwyneth's..."
She was completely stunned.
What had gone wrong?
Everyone knew Gwyneth didn't have a daughter.
But if she remembered correctly, during the phone call, the other person hadn't denied that Isabella was her daughter, which meant Gabriella really hadn't given her the wrong number.
"Didn't know?" Preston waved the phone in front of her face and laughed coldly. "Fine, even if you didn't know who was on the other end, do you know how to raise a daughter? Do you know how to be a mother? Is this how you talk to other students' parents?"
"Don't you know what kind of families the students at the elite academy come from?"
"The Fuller family's ranking isn't exactly at the top, is it? How can you be so reckless? So clueless? You even dared to provoke Gwyneth?"
Sable's face went completely white. "Saskia told me—she said this Isabella had no status, no background. I never thought..."
She really couldn't understand.
Why would Gwyneth suddenly have a daughter?
And one who didn't even share Gwyneth's last name.
Sable's mind was in complete chaos.
"We do need to find out what relationship Gwyneth has with this Isabella."
Preston took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. "An adopted daughter isn't impossible. Anyway, the problem now is that you've already offended Gwyneth on the phone, and badly too!"
"Do you know how ruthless Gwyneth is? Do you know how many people she's killed? And you dared to offend her? Let me tell you, there's no way she won't come after the Fuller family for this! Before she makes a move, you must go find her yourself and apologize!"
"Okay, okay." Sable nodded repeatedly, not daring to object. "I'll apologize to her, Preston. I'll make her forgive me."
Preston turned and headed out.
Seeing Sable still standing there in a daze, he shouted, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and come with me to the Powell family castle!"
Sable snapped out of it and quickly followed. She didn't forget to pull out her phone to contact Saskia.