Chapter 888 - Marie & Nicolae (1) (1/2)
Summer's face immediately brightened when she heard Nicolae's words.
”That was Maman's voice,” the girl whispered excitedly. Nicolae just smiled at her.
He felt very relieved. Finally, he could find Summer's mother, and he could send her home.
He was a little curious to know why the woman was very concerned about her child's privacy to take such measures to make sure that Summer's face was never caught by any cameras in public places. He also wanted to know her opinion on who might want to endanger her child.
There were so many questions that filled Nicolae's head. Who was Marielle actually? Who was the person responsible for killing the two kidnappers? Who was the one who hacked all the CCTVs at the murder scene? And so many more questions.
While waiting for Marielle's arrival, Nicolae contacted Marion and informed her about the progress. He also called Altair and Vega and made sure they had left for Bordeaux. He promised to catch up with them after he handed Summer over to her mother.
”Where are you going, Uncle Nic?” asked Summer, when she saw Nicolae packing and loading some of his clothes in a backpack. The young man had always traveled light. Everything had to fit in one bag. So, he never brought a lot of stuff that would weigh him down.
”Hmm ... I will go to Bordeaux. Actually, I was going to take you to with me, but since we have found your mother, I will go alone,” Nicolae said, closing the zipper of his backpack. He then sat on a chair and put Summer on his l.a.p. ”You must be happy to meet your mother again.”
Summer laid her head on the young man's shoulder and hugged his neck. ”But you will return to Paris later, right?”
Nicolae didn't have the heart to answer no. Indeed, he began to feel lost, because soon he would return this child to her mother.
But he really didn't want to love another child after what happened with Altair and Vega. Every time he saw Summer, his heart felt wrenched and then stabbed by a knife. It was hurtful.
He was always sad because her existence would cruelly remind him of his unborn child. He would never see her, he would never carry her, and he would never hold her in his l.a.p.
He took a deep breath and did not reply to Summer's questions. He just rubbed the girl's head and tried to forget Marie and their child.
The woman walked briskly into the lobby with confidence. Her face was very beautiful, though hidden by a pair of large sunglasses and a thin gray scarf covering her neck and mouth. Her skin was fair and healthy with some freckles on the cheeks that made her look very young.