Chapter 50

• I woke up to the sound of my son's cry, the morning sun gently streaming through the curtains. As I cradled him in my arms, I couldn't help but notice the resemblance between him and his father, Mr. Anderson, reflected in his eyes. After tending to his needs and watching him drift back to sleep, I was interrupted by the ringing of my phone. It was Victor, urging me to meet him urgently. After agreeing to his request, I quickly got ready, opting for a bright yellow jumpsuit.
• Downstairs, my mother was already bustling around the kitchen, preparing breakfast. Victor's knock on the door signaled his arrival, and I welcomed him in.
• "Chloe, it's good to see you," Victor greeted with a warm smile as he entered.