Chapter 3 Children''s Pajamas


    "I don''t think so." Charles Fu finally spoke, shaking his head.


    The moment he found out of Bobby''s disappearance, he had sent all his men and servants out to find


    the boy.


    He even called the police to avoid the kidnappers from escaping, if there were any. The police had


    searched the entire city, but the little boy was so clever that he made sure that he left no tracks behind.


    "Then do you think it''s your uncle? Or Joseph? I mean, Bobby is a thorn to their ns," Angelina


    Huang said, her voice already trembling with worry.


    Something shed in Charles Fu''s eyes.


    He also thought that Joseph Fu might have something to do with all of this.


    Six years ago, Frederic Fu, Charles Fu''s grandfather had organized a family meeting on his 80th


    birthday, regarding who''d manage the firm.


    "I''m old and dying, yet neither Charles nor Joseph is prepared to get married," Frederic Fu had said


    with a frown on his long face. "I honestly don''t care. However, I want a great grandson to lock in our


    company''s future. So the one who could give me a baby boy first can have 70% of my shares,"


    he said it calmly. However, his words sent the entire family into a pandemonium. The one who''d get the


    shares would be the next inheritor of the TS Group, which was all they needed to know to get


    themselves racing.


    The thought of even owning thepany was so crucial that everyone was running to find Charles or


    Joseph a wife.


    After the announcement, Hardy Fu and Derrick Fu raced around different cities to find a suitable girl for


    each of their sons.


    The next day, Joseph got married to Daisy Yu, a rising pop star.


    However, even then, Charles still didn''t do anything.


    "Joseph is already married. His wife could get pregnant within a month," Angelina said anxiously.


    However, her son still hadn''t utter a word.


    "You''re close with Dorothy right? How about we give her a call?" Angelina remembered herself saying


    kindly, despite her son''s indifference.


    After pondering over it for a while, Charles nodded. "Give it a try."


    "You got it." Angelina then gave Dorothy Zhuang a call,


    only to be rejected outright.


    Dorothy Zhuang could onlyugh at the call. "Angelina, I can''t afford to be pregnant at this point in time,


    but I am willing to marry–"


    Before Dorothy Zhuang could finish her words, Angelina hung up angrily. She stared at the phone with


    so much distaste that if looks could kill, the phone would''ve erupted in mes. "Dorothy had gone too


    far," she snapped. "She only wants to marry you but wouldn''t deliver on the other end. What should we


    do?"


    There was no response, which only made her all the more frustrated.


    "Are you really going to sit there and do nothing as Joseph takes the shares?" Angelina shouted at his


    back as he was on his way back to his room.


    He finally stopped, turning around just a bit so that she could see the ferocity in his face. "You can go


    look for a girl, and I''ll have a baby with her," he said snidely. "I don''t think you need me to tell you how


    to do it right?"


    Angelina snorted. "You got it."


    She liked this idea better, since that meant her son wouldn''t be attached to anyone in the first ce.


    She called up Sophie and asked her to find someone.


    When Sophie took a girl home, nine monthster, they were greeted with Bobby.


    Everything happened so secretly that even Joseph didn''t know what was happening till Charles handed


    the baby to Frederic Fu as proof andter on gained seventy percent of the shares upfront.


    Daisy Yu was still five months pregnant at the time.


    In a fit of anger, Joseph kicked Daisy on the stomach, causing her miscarriage. Ever since then, she


    couldn''t get pregnant anymore.


    Although that was all in the past, it was something that couldn''t be forgotten.


    No one really knew what Joseph was capable of.


    "Charles, I''ll go to your Uncle''s home and ask him now. If he did anything to Bobby, I would get him


    back here," Angelina said, wiping the tears from her cheeks. She''d do anything to get her grandson


    home.


    However, before she''d go, Charles''s phone rang.


    Seeing as it was his good friend Jay Fang, he quickly answered. "Any news?"


    "One of my men saw Bobby this morning at the airport, so I''ve sent more people to continue the


    search. Do you think he could get on the ne by himself?" he said nervously.


    Charles frowned. "He didn''t bring an ID with him, so I don''t think so."


    "What if he boarded with someone else?" Angelina wailed even louder. "If he were abducted," she


    sobbed out. "I''d rather die than know about this."


    "But my men said he was there alone, so I''ll be keeping tabs on this," Jay added.


    "Got it. Keep searching. I''m on my way."


    Charles quickly hung up and grabbed his own car keys. He tilted his head. "Mom, just stay at home. I''ll


    tell you if I got any news. I don''t think this has anything to do with Joseph."


    Angelina slumped on the sofa, weeping. "Bring my grandson back, please."


    Nancy had taken Bobby out to have dinner. After that, she visited her mother. It was already ten in the


    evening when she returned back to her apartment.


    The whole time, Bobby had been trailing behind like an obedient little dog.


    Once she finished bathing him, Nancy opened her suitcase and pulled out a cute pajama for him to


    wear.


    Bobby eyed them, taking it from her grasp. "Why do you have clothes for kids, Auntie?"


    Nancyughed. "I love children''s wear, so I usually buy them if they look good."


    The truth was, she''d buy clothes every year in memory of her young boy. She''d missed him so much


    that she''d cry, with those clothes wrapped around her fingertips. Sometimes, she had to force herself to


    put them away, in hopes that she could forget him.


    "Auntie, you like kids, don''t you?" Bobby tilted his head.


    "Of course, especially those as clever and obedient as you." Nancy poked him on the nose.


    Something shed in his eyes. In reality, he was pretty naughty back at home. He''d destroy any toys


    that were in his path, making his Dad buy him new ones to rece them. He never really did stop that.


    However, he wasn''t going to say it, not to her. What if she''d abandon him if he did?


    Bobby waddled towards her, kissing her softly on the cheek. "Auntie," he said brightly.


    "Can I call you Mommy?"


    Mommy, mommy...


    The words sent a pang to her heart.


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    If only...her eyes welled up with tears.


    "Bobby, I think your real Mommy will be unhappy if you call me Mommy,"