Chapter 1188


    Soon, people from the kindergarten also started toe out.


    Despite everyone having their phones out, the light was limited. They couldn’t make out who was who


    from just a few meters away


    Nics and Trisha quickly blended into the crowd.


    It was a Friday night, and people were supposed to be rxing. With no power, there was no TV or


    video games, so everyone was a bit irritable when chatting outside their homes, creating quite a ruckus


    Nics whispered something to Trisha, who then shouted, “Jacques, what are you doing out here?”


    As soon as she finished, a woman’s voice came from not far away, ‘Jacques Campbell, who told you to


    come out? Where did you run off to?”


    Nics immediately led Trisha towards the voice.


    The woman kept calling Jacques‘ name as she searched for him, from outside to inside, finally finding


    him in a room, I told you not to run around, why won’t you listen?”


    After scolding the boy, the woman left


    Nics seized the opportunity, opened the door, picked up the boy, and left with Trisha.


    They moved through the crowd. Trisha was nervous, but the boy in her arms was quiet, and the


    bustling crowd was oblivious to them


    Just like that, under everyone’s noses, Nics and Trisha made off with the child.


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    Once back in the car, Nics dialed the police.


    “Hello, I found a child”


    Trisha was shocked. Was he not afraid that the child would expose their lies once they got to the police


    station?


    Turned out that Trisha was worrying over nothing.


    Jacques had autism. He was either unable to focus orpletely lost in his own world, oblivious to his


    surroundings.


    So when they handed him over to the police, there was no suspicion, and they even received praise


    from the officers.


    Nics said nonchntly, “Anyone would do the same. I don’t believe anyone would turn a blind eye to


    a child in need.”


    Suddenly, Trisha felt like her usual deeds were nothing.


    Jacques was autistic, and the Campbell family must have known, which was why he always had his


    parents‘ contact info on him.


    The police called Shawn, and after confirming Jacques identity, they asked him toe to the station


    to pick up the boy.


    The on–duty officer wanted to take a picture for social media, but when he looked up, the two good


    Samaritans were already gone.


    On the drive home, Trisha suddenly felt sorry for Jacques.


    Nics said while driving, “I pity him for being stuck with parents like that. Autism may be hard to cure,


    but early intervention can make a huge difference. But judging from Jacques condition, no one’s been


    taking care of him. He’d be better off at an autism center getting proper treatment


    Sure, that was one way to look at it, but when adult squabbles involve kids, they can’t help but feel a


    little guilty.


    Nics saw what she was thinking, reached out, and ruffled her hair, “This ain’t on you, I’m the one


    who messed up.”


    Trisha was taken aback as she felt warmth spread throughout her heart. She swatted his hand away


    and murmured, “Just keep your eyes on the road!”


    Meanwhile


    After a night of exhaustion, Celeste didn’t wake up until almost noon the next day


    When she opened her eyes, she saw the familiar ceiling


    She paused for a moment as her sluggish memory slowly came back.


    Various vivid images rushed into her mind until all that was left was the sound of whining


    She rolled over, nning to bury herself in her nket and do some thinking But as she turned, she


    found Liam propped on his elbow, lying on his side. watching her


    Seeing her awake, he gave a small smile, “You’re up