Chapter 888: Marie & Nicolae (1)
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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.
Her face looked smooth without any makeup at all, and her overall appearance looked very casual. Her light brown hair was tied to a ponytail. Her hand went inside her washed-out jeans pocket. She was wearing a white shirt and brown leather boots.
She approached the receptionist and asked where Peac.o.c.k Restaurant was. After hearing the information that it was located on the 20th floor, she immediately moved towards the elevator. Marie was actually distraught, but she managed to regulate her emotions and showed no expression.
During the last few days, she could barely get a wink of sleep because she kept thinking of her daughter, who suddenly disappeared while playing in the park with a nanny. She was very busy packing to move to a new home to avoid some old enemies who had found her tracks all the way to Paris.
When she got word from the nanny who was attacked with a handkerchief doused with chloroform, she immediately ran to Bercy Park to look for her daughter. Unfortunately, she could not find Summer anywhere.
She immediately stopped thinking about their move and immediately traced the two kidnappers who had taken her daughter. It took her several hours to find them, and then she asked for the help of someone she could trust to take Summer from the two criminals.
No matter what, she was just a physically weak woman. She could not face the gang of criminals alone. She had to ask for help from this person and entrusted Summer to his men. Marie became very panicked when she learned that the kidnappers no longer had Summer, and her child was taken by a stranger.
For days Marie tried to track down the person and her child's whereabouts without success. Today, she really almost gave up and break down to cry ...
However, suddenly that important call came.
As soon as she got Nic Medici's telephone number from Sanna, Marie called the man while she jumped out and got into a taxi. Without wasting time, she immediately headed to the Nobel Hotel. She was very happy to hear her daughter's voice. She really really missed Summer.
DING!
The elevator opened, and she immediately entered following several people who also wanted to go upstairs. There was a pair of teenagers, a boy and a girl who seemed to be busy talking about something important, then an overweight man who looked swamped with various folders in his hand, a s.e.xy woman in her 30's, and a little family of a pair of middle-aged parents and their daughter who was still a teenager.
"Which floor?" asked the young man to the people inside the elevator, he was preparing to press the elevator floor button.
"12th floor, please," answered the overweight man who looked like he was in a hurry. In his hand, there was a box and some bags containing doc.u.ments. He nodded with a grateful expression. His face was filled with anxiety, and it was clear that he was eager to arrive at his destination immediately.
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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.
Her face looked smooth without any makeup at all, and her overall appearance looked very casual. Her light brown hair was tied to a ponytail. Her hand went inside her washed-out jeans pocket. She was wearing a white shirt and brown leather boots.
She approached the receptionist and asked where Peac.o.c.k Restaurant was. After hearing the information that it was located on the 20th floor, she immediately moved towards the elevator. Marie was actually distraught, but she managed to regulate her emotions and showed no expression.
During the last few days, she could barely get a wink of sleep because she kept thinking of her daughter, who suddenly disappeared while playing in the park with a nanny. She was very busy packing to move to a new home to avoid some old enemies who had found her tracks all the way to Paris.
When she got word from the nanny who was attacked with a handkerchief doused with chloroform, she immediately ran to Bercy Park to look for her daughter. Unfortunately, she could not find Summer anywhere.
She immediately stopped thinking about their move and immediately traced the two kidnappers who had taken her daughter. It took her several hours to find them, and then she asked for the help of someone she could trust to take Summer from the two criminals.
No matter what, she was just a physically weak woman. She could not face the gang of criminals alone. She had to ask for help from this person and entrusted Summer to his men. Marie became very panicked when she learned that the kidnappers no longer had Summer, and her child was taken by a stranger.
For days Marie tried to track down the person and her child's whereabouts without success. Today, she really almost gave up and break down to cry ...
However, suddenly that important call came.
As soon as she got Nic Medici's telephone number from Sanna, Marie called the man while she jumped out and got into a taxi. Without wasting time, she immediately headed to the Nobel Hotel. She was very happy to hear her daughter's voice. She really really missed Summer.
DING!
The elevator opened, and she immediately entered following several people who also wanted to go upstairs. There was a pair of teenagers, a boy and a girl who seemed to be busy talking about something important, then an overweight man who looked swamped with various folders in his hand, a s.e.xy woman in her 30's, and a little family of a pair of middle-aged parents and their daughter who was still a teenager.
"Which floor?" asked the young man to the people inside the elevator, he was preparing to press the elevator floor button.
"12th floor, please," answered the overweight man who looked like he was in a hurry. In his hand, there was a box and some bags containing doc.u.ments. He nodded with a grateful expression. His face was filled with anxiety, and it was clear that he was eager to arrive at his destination immediately.
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. Her face looked smooth without any makeup at all, and her overall appearance looked very casual. Her light brown hair was tied to a ponytail. Her hand went inside her washed-out jeans pocket. She was wearing a white shirt and brown leather boots. She approached the receptionist and asked where Peac.o.c.k Restaurant was. After hearing the information that it was located on the 20th floor, she immediately moved towards the elevator. Marie was actually distraught, but she managed to regulate her emotions and showed no expression. During the last few days, she could barely get a wink of sleep because she kept thinking of her daughter, who suddenly disappeared while playing in the park with a nanny. She was very busy packing to move to a new home to avoid some old enemies who had found her tracks all the way to Paris. When she got word from the nanny who was attacked with a handkerchief doused with chloroform, she immediately ran to Bercy Park to look for her daughter. Unfortunately, she could not find Summer anywhere. She immediately stopped thinking about their move and immediately traced the two kidnappers who had taken her daughter. It took her several hours to find them, and then she asked for the help of someone she could trust to take Summer from the two criminals. No matter what, she was just a physically weak woman. She could not face the gang of criminals alone. She had to ask for help from this person and entrusted Summer to his men. Marie became very panicked when she learned that the kidnappers no longer had Summer, and her child was taken by a stranger. For days Marie tried to track down the person and her child's whereabouts without success. Today, she really almost gave up and break down to cry ... However, suddenly that important call came. As soon as she got Nic Medici's telephone number from Sanna, Marie called the man while she jumped out and got into a taxi. Without wasting time, she immediately headed to the Nobel Hotel. She was very happy to hear her daughter's voice. She really really missed Summer. DING! The elevator opened, and she immediately entered following several people who also wanted to go upstairs. There was a pair of teenagers, a boy and a girl who seemed to be busy talking about something important, then an overweight man who looked swamped with various folders in his hand, a s.e.xy woman in her 30's, and a little family of a pair of middle-aged parents and their daughter who was still a teenager. "Which floor?" asked the young man to the people inside the elevator, he was preparing to press the elevator floor button. "12th floor, please," answered the overweight man who looked like he was in a hurry. In his hand, there was a box and some bags containing doc.u.ments. He nodded with a grateful expression. His face was filled with anxiety, and it was clear that he was eager to arrive at his destination immediately.
