Matteo dashed into Roxanne’s office with Ian.
He had a flower basket in his hand to show his sincerity.
“Ms. Rocke? Ms. Rocke! I am here!” His cheeky voice rang out, attracting a few employees inside, including Roxanne, who was busy with an experiment.
Matt’s here?
Roxanne thought she had heard Matteo’s voice by mistake. He was hostile toward me yesterday. Why would he come here now?
She pulled the door open.
“Ms. Rocke, you’re here! I’m sorry about what happened yesterday. We were mistaken. I brought Ian here to apologize to you, so don’t be angry at us.” Matteo beamed and handed the flower basket to her.
Instantly, the fragrance of the flowers wafted all over the lab.
It took Roxanne a while to snap back to reality.
She reached out slowly to take the flower basket.
“I’m not mad at you guys. Why are you here? Don’t you need to go to school?” In fact, Roxanne couldn’t hide her affections for the kids.
Back then, when Sasha was in Moranta, she was the one who took care of the boys. She even thought she’d end up being their mother.
“Yes, we sneaked out from school. I’ve asked Uncle Lance about the injection, and he told us he was the one who asked you to come. We think we owe you an apology,” Matteo uttered and tugged on Ian’s sleeves.
Left with no choice, Ian went over and murmured softly of assent.
Roxanne was thrilled at their apology.
Since the kids no longer hate me, it will be easier for me to get near to their daddy. Anyway, the woman will never come back home again.
Leaving her experiment aside, she brought the kids out to treat them to a meal.
“Ms. Rocke, I wanna play games. Can you lend me your phone so I can play a game?”
“Sure!”
Roxanne was so happy that she didn’t suspect the little boy’s request. After they ordered some food, she handed him her phone readily after she heard Matteo tell her that he wanted to play games.
Matteo took her phone and hinted at Ian, who immediately knew what he had to do.
He pursed his lips unwillingly. For the first time in his life, the cool little boy pushed his glass of milk to her. “Put some sugar in.”
“Huh?” Indeed, Roxanne was pleasantly surprised at his request. “Y-You want to add some sugar?”
“Mm,” Ian answered with a nod.
Roxanne was speechless.
Getting to her feet hastily, she told him, “Okay. I’ll go add some sugar for you now.”
She then ran off to do that.
When she disappeared from their sight, the boys immediately “dissected” her phone.
As experienced hackers, even if there was a symbol missing on the phone, they were capable enough of digging it out and questioning it thoroughly.
One minute later, they discovered what they came here for.
“It’s a text sent by Trevor.”
“What is it about?”
“To warn her not to offend Daddy, as Ken Sato is here and will take action soon. She shouldn’t land herself in hot water.”
Matteo restored all the deleted texts and showed Ian.
Ken Sato?
Ian frowned unhappily.
Right then, Roxanne returned with the glass of milk added with sugar. Matteo promptly deleted his program and resumed his gaming.
The kids went home with the information they wanted.
Back home, Ian immediately called Sebastian to tell him about the news.
Instead of his daddy, it was Karl who answered the phone. “What is it, Mr. Ian? Your daddy is in the middle of something, so he can’t answer your call.”
“Mr. Frost, are you looking for Mommy? We found someone related to the matter by the name of Ken Sato.”
“Who?”
Karl got to hand it to the kids, as they had just left Sinch Enterprise empty-handed.
On the contrary, the boys managed to discover someone named Ken Sato.
After hanging up, Karl looked at his boss, who was still exuding an intimidating aura. “Mr. Hayes, who is Ken Sato?”
“Ken Sato?” An impatient Sebastian glared at him. “What about him?”
“Mr. Ian called and informed me their investigation found this name.”
Sebastian fell silent.
He knew how smart the boys were.
This Ken Sato must be related to Sasha’s disappearance. But who is he?
He scrolled to the email that the Jetroinian investigator sent to him earlier and clicked into it. To his surprise, he saw Ken Sato’s name in the report.
“He’s Tsurka’s butler.”
“Butler?”
