“It’s Christine,” Baird Lane returned three simple words.
But there’s enough to say why.
He is because of Christine White.
The old man raised his old eyes unexpectedly and looked at Baird Lane for a long moment before he let out a laugh, “Baird, tell grandpa honestly, what exactly is your state of mind right now regarding Christine?”
“I love her.” Baird Lane didn’t even think about it, he just came right back.
“Oh?” The old man trailed off, “That means you’re really going to live with Christine now?”
“Yes.” Baird Lane nodded.
The old man knocked on the table, “Quite well, since you have decided, don’t go back on your word, treat Christine well in the future, what happened in the past, let it go, I don’t like it to happen again, do you hear me?”
“Understood.” Baird Lane answered.
The old man yawned, “This man is old, and he feels tired after sitting dry for a while.”
“Tea.” Baird Lane immediately poured a cup of tea and handed it over.
The old man waved his hand, “Put it down, we’ll drink it later, tell me again, The Bort Family What are your plans for that girl now, I heard that Gates kid say she’s been running to you a lot in the last two days to plead for mercy?”
“Nice, but I didn’t say yes.” Baird Lane set down his teacup and returned.
The old man pinched the bridge of his nose, “It’s right that you didn’t say yes, if you dare to say yes, the old man, I will be the first one to find you to settle the score, as for The Bort Family that girl, I want you to understand that the person you love now is Christine, and you are Christine’s husband, don’t let me hear that you have done something brain screwed up again. ”
“I know.” Baird Lane nodded.
The old master smiled with satisfaction, “This is more or less, The Bort Family That girl, you will be sent out of the country early, lest stay long, and then make some things, in addition, the last time about your brother’s clues …”
“It’s a fake.” Baird Lane’s face sank.
A sadness crossed the old man’s eyes, “I know it’s not true, but I always hope it is, and I don’t know if I’ll ever get to see the Nigel boy before I die.”
“It can.” Baird Lane purses his lips.
Thinking he was being comforting, the old man sighed helplessly, “There’s little hope.”
“Not necessarily, Christine may have seen Nigel,” Baird Lane said.
This sentence was like a huge stone that smashed the old man’s heart violently.
He stood up, excitement written all over his old face, “Baird, are you telling the truth? Christine really met Nigel?”
“I’m not sure, Christine White herself isn’t sure, all she said was that she’d seen someone with a red birthmark on their neck, but whether that person was Nigel or not, there’s no telling.” Baird Lane shook his head gently.
The old man murmured in rapid speech, “The red birthmark on the neck, yes, Nigel that boy has such a birthmark, there are quite a lot of people in this world who have birthmarks, but there are not many people who have red birthmarks, or those who have them on their necks, maybe it’s really Nigel, Baird, did Christine say what that person’s name is? ”
He grabbed Baird Lane’s hand and asked urgently.
Baird Lane trailed off, “No, she doesn’t even remember where she saw the man, only that she did.”
“This …” Disappointment immediately surfaced in the old man’s eyes.
Baird Lane patted the back of his hand, “But don’t worry Grandpa, Christine White’s circle is this big, I’ll line up the people she sees every day, I’m sure I can always find them.”
“I hope so.” The old man smiled bitterly.
It was so hard to get a lead on my youngest grandson, but I didn’t realize it was broken again.
He couldn’t even remember how many times he’d had hope and how many times he’d despaired over the past twenty years.
Dang!
There was a knock on the door.
Baird Lane let go of the old man’s hand and turned over to open the door.
The door opened and Christine White stood outside, keeping her hand on the knocker.
“What is it?” Baird Lane asked, looking at her.
Christine White put her hand down, “Aunt Lucy told me to come up and yell for you to eat with Grandpa.”
“Got it, you go down first.” Baird Lane nodded.
Christine White, however, did not go, but instead looked behind him, just in time to see the old man’s sad face, could not help but be curious, “Grandpa this is …”
“Was fretting about Nigel.” Baird Lane explains.
Christine White’s little mouth dropped open, “Your brother still doesn’t have a clue?”
Baird Lane hmmm’d.
Christine White sighed, “I’m sorry, I still haven’t remembered either.”
“None of your business.” Baird Lane rubbed her hair, “You go on down, I’ll be down with Grandpa in a few minutes.”
“Okay, then you guys hurry up.” Christine White instructed and turned to go downstairs.
Baird Lane closes the door and goes back to the den.
The old man sipped his tea, “It’s Christine?”
“It was her that sent us down for dinner.” Baird Lane said.
“Then go.” The old man stood up, but stood trembling.
Baird Lane saw this and reached out to help the old man to his feet.
At the same time, he also truly felt that the old man was really old, his spirit was obviously not as good as before, even his hair, from its previous gray color, had completely turned into silver white.
At this rate, it looks like the old man may be just a few years away.
Thinking about this, Baird Lane’s hand on the old man couldn’t help but tighten, and in the back of his mind, he had already decided to speed up the search for Nigel Lane’s whereabouts.
After dinner, the old man went back to the old mansion.
Baird Lane also went off to his own study to get busy with things, and Christine White went back to her room alone to look up information on the internet about clothing design and the schools involved.
She watched until 11:30 p. m. She yawned, some sleepiness catching up with her before she turned off her computer and looked to the doorway.
Seeing the door to her room still closed, she couldn’t help but sigh, “Hey …”
Baird Lane hasn’t returned yet, and I don’t know if he’s been busy.
But she was not prepared to ask, in case he was in a meeting, she went to not disturb him, after all, he often have to open video conference with foreign branches, it just so happens that at this time the foreign side is daytime it.
With that in mind, Christine White rubbed her eyes, put her computer aside, and laid down to sleep after turning off the overhead headlight, leaving a small lamp straight above her bed, waiting for Baird Lane to return.
But the next day, when she came downstairs, she learned from Aunt Lucy that the light in Baird Lane’s study had been on all night last night.
That means he was in the study all last night and didn’t come out at all, and it’s even possible that he didn’t sleep all night.
“Ma’am, sir says you’re to have the driver take you to the office yourself today.” Aunt Lucy passed on the words Baird Lane left behind before he left to Christine White.
Christine White nodded back, “I see, just when did he leave?”
“Been gone a long time, earlier than usual to the office, and in a hurry.” Aunt Lucy replied as she thought about the way Baird Lane had left the cottage.
Christine White bit her lip, “So did he say what happened when he left in such a hurry?”
“That’s not true, but ma’am, you could have called Sir.” Aunt Lucy reminded her.
Christine White shook her head, “I’d better forget it, he’s leaving in such a hurry, I think it should be something important, I’d better leave him alone, let’s eat.”
She got up and headed for the dining room.
After breakfast, Christine White headed out the door.
But as luck would have it, on the first day of moving back to the villa, there was traffic on the road.
Christine White peeled her seat forward to see that the traffic jam in front of her was like a long line with no end in sight.
At this rate, how long will it take to get to the office?
Christine White thought with some headache.
At that moment, there was a sudden knock on the car window.
Christine White whipped her head around and her eyes widened, “It’s you?”