Chapter 1490: Panicked In An Instant
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Seeing that Amy was missing Taylor, Louis took out his phone and made a video call.
After a while, the call was connected.
Amy chatted happily with Taylor, who had spared a few minutes from her work. After hanging up the phone, Louis took Amy to the bedroom to tuck her in.
There was a small nightlight on the bedside table, and its soft light shone on Amy's little face. Several plush dolls adorned the bed's headboard together with some pillows. Louis had especially bought the plush dolls for Amy.
Amy squealed upon seeing the plush dolls on the bed. She gathered them all in her little arms and smelled the fragrance of clean cotton on them.
"Do you like them?" Louis asked.
"I like them very much. Thank you, Uncle Louis." Amy turned around with a little rabbit doll in her arms, her eyes widening curiously. "You got all these for me?" she asked.
"Of course," Louis answered. He took a storybook out from the drawer and said, "Would you like me to read you a bedtime story?"
Amy nodded excitedly and her beautiful face flushed with joy. Taylor was always so busy that she rarely had the time to do such little things for her daughter. Louis was more than happy to do those little things for Amy. Meanwhile, Amy had always wanted to listen to bedtime stories.
The two of them got along quite well, like a real father and daughter.
After coaxing Amy to sleep, Louis stepped out, stood in the corridor, fished out a cigarette, and lit it. Amy's face, which somewhat resembled his, kept crossing his mind.
Could there really be such a coincidence in the world?
Without thinking, Louis took out his mobile phone and ordered his assistant to investigate Taylor's past. He had always wondered about this matter, so it was better to find out the truth as soon as possible. That way, he and Taylor would not have so much to worry about.
Louis's assistant was a little confused after getting the order, but she did not dare ask more and just went straight to do the work.
Louis did not get any reply until the next day.
He was standing in front of the French window in his study when he got the phone call from his assistant.
He picked up his tablet and opened it. On the screen, there was the file sent by his assistant—a detailed record of Taylor's entire life story and background.
The file had too much content and a lot of trivial information.
Louis si
s no response. He wanted to turn around and go downstairs to clean up, but the door suddenly opened from the inside.
Amy stood at the door with bare feet. Rubbing her eyes, she spoke in a daze. "Good morning, Uncle Louis. What can I do for you?"
Louis panicked at the question. He should not have come to disturb Amy's sleep, but at this moment, his selfish desire to find out the truth triumphed over his sense of shame.
He squatted down and looked at Amy's little face. He could see the sleepiness in Amy's blue eyes. "I want to ask you for a favor. Are you willing to help me?"
Amy replied without hesitation, "Okay. Wait for me here."
As soon as she finished her words, she rushed to the bathroom in her room. Louis could not keep his eyes from stinging upon seeing Amy being so independent.
If she was really his biological child, every move of hers would affect his whole heart. Thinking that he might have been absent from her childhood, he felt very dejected.
But he still felt confused. What on earth had contributed to such an indescribable fate?
After Amy had freshened up and had breakfast, Louis carried her to the car. He briefly told her everything, but Amy was smart enough to catch the point.
She blinked and asked, "Uncle Louis, do you mean that I might be your daughter?"
Amy woke up from her daze in an instant. She put her hands on her knees and stared up at Louis like an inquisitive student.
She did not know how she should feel at the moment. She thought she should be happy, but she found herself overwhelmed with mixed feelings at this moment.
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Seeing that Amy was missing Taylor, Louis took out his phone and made a video call.
After a while, the call was connected.
Amy chatted happily with Taylor, who had spared a few minutes from her work. After hanging up the phone, Louis took Amy to the bedroom to tuck her in.
There was a small nightlight on the bedside table, and its soft light shone on Amy's little face. Several plush dolls adorned the bed's headboard together with some pillows. Louis had especially bought the plush dolls for Amy.
Amy squealed upon seeing the plush dolls on the bed. She gathered them all in her little arms and smelled the fragrance of clean cotton on them.
"Do you like them?" Louis asked.
"I like them very much. Thank you, Uncle Louis." Amy turned around with a little rabbit doll in her arms, her eyes widening curiously. "You got all these for me?" she asked.
"Of course," Louis answered. He took a storybook out from the drawer and said, "Would you like me to read you a bedtime story?"
Amy nodded excitedly and her beautiful face flushed with joy. Taylor was always so busy that she rarely had the time to do such little things for her daughter. Louis was more than happy to do those little things for Amy. Meanwhile, Amy had always wanted to listen to bedtime stories.
The two of them got along quite well, like a real father and daughter.
After coaxing Amy to sleep, Louis stepped out, stood in the corridor, fished out a cigarette, and lit it. Amy's face, which somewhat resembled his, kept crossing his mind.
Could there really be such a coincidence in the world?
Without thinking, Louis took out his mobile phone and ordered his assistant to investigate Taylor's past. He had always wondered about this matter, so it was better to find out the truth as soon as possible. That way, he and Taylor would not have so much to worry about.
Louis's assistant was a little confused after getting the order, but she did not dare ask more and just went straight to do the work.
Louis did not get any reply until the next day.
He was standing in front of the French window in his study when he got the phone call from his assistant.
He picked up his tablet and opened it. On the screen, there was the file sent by his assistant—a detailed record of Taylor's entire life story and background.
The file had too much content and a lot of trivial information.
Louis si
s no response. He wanted to turn around and go downstairs to clean up, but the door suddenly opened from the inside.
Amy stood at the door with bare feet. Rubbing her eyes, she spoke in a daze. "Good morning, Uncle Louis. What can I do for you?"
Louis panicked at the question. He should not have come to disturb Amy's sleep, but at this moment, his selfish desire to find out the truth triumphed over his sense of shame.
He squatted down and looked at Amy's little face. He could see the sleepiness in Amy's blue eyes. "I want to ask you for a favor. Are you willing to help me?"
Amy replied without hesitation, "Okay. Wait for me here."
As soon as she finished her words, she rushed to the bathroom in her room. Louis could not keep his eyes from stinging upon seeing Amy being so independent.
If she was really his biological child, every move of hers would affect his whole heart. Thinking that he might have been absent from her childhood, he felt very dejected.
But he still felt confused. What on earth had contributed to such an indescribable fate?
After Amy had freshened up and had breakfast, Louis carried her to the car. He briefly told her everything, but Amy was smart enough to catch the point.
She blinked and asked, "Uncle Louis, do you mean that I might be your daughter?"
Amy woke up from her daze in an instant. She put her hands on her knees and stared up at Louis like an inquisitive student.
She did not know how she should feel at the moment. She thought she should be happy, but she found herself overwhelmed with mixed feelings at this moment.
Seeing that Amy was missing Taylor, Louis took out his phone and made a video call. After a while, the call was connected. Amy chatted happily with Taylor, who had spared a few minutes from her work. After hanging up the phone, Louis took Amy to the bedroom to tuck her in. There was a small nightlight on the bedside table, and its soft light shone on Amy's little face. Several plush dolls adorned the bed's headboard together with some pillows. Louis had especially bought the plush dolls for Amy. Amy squealed upon seeing the plush dolls on the bed. She gathered them all in her little arms and smelled the fragrance of clean cotton on them. "Do you like them?" Louis asked. "I like them very much. Thank you, Uncle Louis." Amy turned around with a little rabbit doll in her arms, her eyes widening curiously. "You got all these for me?" she asked. "Of course," Louis answered. He took a storybook out from the drawer and said, "Would you like me to read you a bedtime story?"Amy nodded excitedly and her beautiful face flushed with joy. Taylor was always so busy that she rarely had the time to do such little things for her daughter. Louis was more than happy to do those little things for Amy. Meanwhile, Amy had always wanted to listen to bedtime stories. The two of them got along quite well, like a real father and daughter. After coaxing Amy to sleep, Louis stepped out, stood in the corridor, fished out a cigarette, and lit it. Amy's face, which somewhat resembled his, kept crossing his mind. Could there really be such a coincidence in the world? Without thinking, Louis took out his mobile phone and ordered his assistant to investigate Taylor's past. He had always wondered about this matter, so it was better to find out the truth as soon as possible. That way, he and Taylor would not have so much to worry about. Louis's assistant was a little confused after getting the order, but she did not dare ask more and just went straight to do the work. Louis did not get any reply until the next day. He was standing in front of the French window in his study when he got the phone call from his assistant. He picked up his tablet and opened it. On the screen, there was the file sent by his assistanta detailed record of Taylor's entire life story and background. The file had too much content and a lot of trivial information. Louis sis no response. He wanted to turn around and go downstairs to clean up, but the door suddenly opened from the inside. Amy stood at the door with bare feet. Rubbing her eyes, she spoke in a daze. "Good morning, Uncle Louis. What can I do for you?"Louis panicked at the question. He should not have come to disturb Amy's sleep, but at this moment, his selfish desire to find out the truth triumphed over his sense of shame. He squatted down and looked at Amy's little face. He could see the sleepiness in Amy's blue eyes. "I want to ask you for a favor. Are you willing to help me?"Amy replied without hesitation, "Okay. Wait for me here."As soon as she finished her words, she rushed to the bathroom in her room. Louis could not keep his eyes from stinging upon seeing Amy being so independent. If she was really his biological child, every move of hers would affect his whole heart. Thinking that he might have been absent from her childhood, he felt very dejected. But he still felt confused. What on earth had contributed to such an indescribable fate? After Amy had freshened up and had breakfast, Louis carried her to the car. He briefly told her everything, but Amy was smart enough to catch the point. She blinked and asked, "Uncle Louis, do you mean that I might be your daughter?"Amy woke up from her daze in an instant. She put her hands on her knees and stared up at Louis like an inquisitive student. She did not know how she should feel at the moment. She thought she should be happy, but she found herself overwhelmed with mixed feelings at this moment.
