Chapter 3030


    Chapter 3030


    The feeling of loneliness was so strong back then!


    “What are you looking at?” Brian’s voice interrupted her thoughts.


    Valda turned her head towards Brian and said, “Look, across the


    street, there’s a child squatting. I’ve been watching for a while now, and it seems like there’s no parent


    around. Maybe the child doesn’t want to go home after school?”


    She noticed that there was a schoolbag ced beside the child.


    Upon hearing this, Brian looked across the street for a moment. However, soon after, his eyebrows


    furrowed slightly.


    “That child is Simon Gregory,” said Brian.


    “Do you know each other?” Valda asked in surprise.


    “I just caught a glimpse of the child. He is Amber and George’s child,” said Brian, while also wondering


    why the Gregory family would allow a child to be left on the roadside like this. From what he could see,


    there were no bodyguards or nannies around the


    child either.


    Valda looked shocked. She had only heard Amber’s story on the ne, and now she realized that the


    little boy she had been


    paying attention to for quite some time was actually Amber’s


    child?!


    Brian pursed his lips and stood up, saying, “I’ll go get the child to prevent any idents.”


    “Okay,” Valda replied.


    Brian got up and walked towards Simon, but before he could reach him, Valda noticed a middle-aged


    woman approaching


    Simon and taking the child’s hand, as if she wanted to take the


    child away.


    Simon was struggling continuously, clearly not wanting to follow the other person.


    Valda was taken aback, then she saw Brian walking forward and engaging in a conversation with the


    middle-aged woman. The woman had her arms crossed and was pointing at Brian while shouting at the


    top of her lungs. A crowd had started to gather


    around them.


    Upon seeing this, Valda quickly stood up and rushed out of the restaurant, running towards the other


    side of the street.


    Valda hadn’t even reached Brian when she heard the middle-aged woman shouting, “You, sir, dress so


    nicely, but why do you have to be so troublesome? I’m taking my own child home, do I need


    your permission?”


    “Are you sure he is your child?” Brian said coldly.


    “How can you be uncertain? He is my biological son, born to me and my husband. Do I need to tell you


    that I gave birth to my own child?” the other person said.


    “No, you’re not my mom!” said Simon.


    “You, child, how can you say such things? Just because your mother doesn’t allow you to y games


    and wants you to focus on your studies, you don’t recognize her? Do you know how hard your mother


    works every day to ensure you have a good life?” The woman began to cry with tears in her eyes,


    appearing genuinely


    emotional.


    The surrounding onlookers, obviously swayed by the woman’s words, gradually began to side with her.


    Some people also say, “Child, you should go back with your mother quickly. Your mother is working so


    hard, isn’t it all for you?”


    “Yeah, kids these days just love ying games. When they start ying, it’s like they be a


    different person. That’s how it is with my child too.”


    “I know, when my child ys games, they even secretly use my phone to make in-game purchases.


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    And when I caught them, they wouldn’t admit it! They can lie without batting an eye.”


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    As the crowd exchanged words, the middle-aged woman’s eyes shed with a hint of pride. She


    reached out to try and take Simon


    away.


    Brian stepped forward and directly blocked her. “As long as I’m here, you won’t be taking him away!”


    “Everyone, please reason with him. I just want to take my own child away, but this person won’t let me.


    Is there no justice left in this world? What are you really thinking?” The middle-aged woman clearly


    wanted the onlookers to help her.


    Some enthusiastic bystanders seemed willing to help, and some even began to scold Brian.


    Just then, Valda stepped forward and spoke to the middle-aged woman. “We should be asking what


    you’re really thinking. You say you’re the child’s mother, but your clothes are ordinary and probably not


    expensive, at most a couple hundred dors. But the child is wearing all designer clothes.”


    As the onlookers listened to Valda’s words and noticed the difference in clothing between the woman


    and the child, they began to react.


    The middle-aged woman’s face changed and she quickly said,