Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 20 Hayden Was Kidnapped

Right as she voiced her inquiry, she thought, Oh, silly me, what was I expecting?

Colton stared at her without answering the question. He simply countered, “Miss Lisa, don’t you even have the slightest idea as to who your son’s biological father is?”

Judging by her expression, she was obviously regretting asking the question in the heat of the moment. As her excitement waned, her face began to redden. She stammered, “I-I mean, it was a thoughtless question. Of course I know who his father is.”

“Oh?” Colton blurted with his voice pressed. With that, he squinted his eyes. With an increased volume and a somewhat teasing tone, he smilingly questioned, “Then who’s the boy’s father?”

Withdrawing her gaze, she attempted to speak in a calm manner. “That has nothing to do with you, does it?”

In response, Colton softly chuckled and stopped talking about it.

Nicole felt utterly frustrated by his cliffhanger, dying to find out the results of the paternity test. Although she was certain that Hayden wasn’t Colton’s child, she wanted to hear an explicit confirmation from the man.

beam. “Indeed, Hayden’s

Nicole heaved a sigh of relief. Even she was weirded out by her internal celebration. “Well, kids, right? I hope you didn’t

I understand,” he generously

that was on the couch vibrated. Although she was going to ignore it, her heart oddly palpitated as her eyelid twitched. She grabbed the phone and took a glimpse, only to find out it was a call from her son. Apologetically, she turned to Colton. “Excuse me, President Gardner. I have to take this.”

panicking voice. “Mom, some bad guys

at their current home, she didn’t bother to install an anti-theft door. Right

you can lift and go hide in the house. I’m coming back right away. Remember, don’t make

about to come in, Mom.” Hayden suppressed his voice. No matter how mature he was, he was, after all, merely a

instant, a chilly sensation gushed in her body and was creeping to heart as her lips uncontrollably

began surging in her eyes and flowing down her cheeks. She bit her lips. How did this happen? Why would anyone want to kidnap my son? She never felt as helpless as she was now. Even with the fastest speed, it would take at

phone, as she was about to say something, she heard a

suppressed whimpering, followed by the voices of several

must be the