Defying Fate: The Unstoppable Eileen novel Chapter 285

Hobson and Sylvia were momentarily speechless.

It was Egbert's comment that left them at a loss for words.

Hobson glanced at Eileen, curious to see how she would respond.

But Eileen just marched on with the utmost composure, not so much as a flicker in her eyebrows.

Unable to contain himself, Hobson called out, "Ms. Lopez? Mr. Reed said..."

"Shh." Eileen waved her hand dismissively, oozing confidence. "Don't even look at him. Pretend you didn't hear a thing."

Hobson and Egbert were both speechless.

The preschool wasn't far from home, just outside the residential neighborhood.

After about a ten-minute walk, they arrived.

It wasn't even half-past four, just twenty past, but the school yard was already swarming with parents queuing up.

Eileen was baffled, and even Hobson and Sylvia had never seen such a sight. They were all quite puzzled.

"Do we really have to line up to pick up the kids now?" Hobson asked.

Clearly, he hadn't experienced such a ritual in his youth. School had always been a mad dash to the gates, and parents would be waiting outside to whisk them away.

At that moment, Egbert took Eileen's arm and said, "Let's head over there."

Reluctantly, they joined the queue.

Eventually, at half-past four, the preschool doors swung open, and a teacher with a megaphone called out, "First, second, and third grades."

As soon as the announcement was made, the waiting parents bustled inside.

"Should we go in too?" Hobson asked, utterly confused.

Eileen wasn't sure either; she scratched her head and turned to Egbert. "What do we do now?"

After a pause, Egbert said, "Let's go in and wait."

So, the group followed the other parents inside.

Soon the first three grades were dismissed, and the teacher continued to call for the parents of the remaining classes.

Half an hour later, all the children had been claimed, leaving the four adults standing alone in the empty hall.

The teacher, checking her list, approached and asked, "Which child are you here to pick up?"

Eileen thought for a moment and said, "I guess we're here for whoever’s left."

The teacher was speechless.

She was part of the show's crew and was taken aback by Eileen's response. Clearing her throat awkwardly, she asked, "Could I please know which class your child is in? What's their first and last name?"

They looked at each other, clueless.

Finally, Sylvia ventured a guess, "We're not sure about the class, but the last name is..." She glanced at Hobson and said, "Miller." That’s Hobson’s last name.

The teacher had her eureka moment, "Oh, you're here for little Bain Miller."

Sylvia quickly affirmed, "Yes, that's right!"

The teacher told another staff member, "Please bring out Bain."

Moments later, a five-year-old boy was led to them.

The boy ran up to Sylvia and Hobson, calling out, "Mommy! Daddy!"

And just like that, the connection was made. This child was now Hobson and Sylvia's son.

They slipped into their roles with ease, cooing over the child affectionately.

The teacher then turned to Egbert and Eileen, "And you two? What's your child's last name?"

Egbert began, "It's..."

"Lopez," Eileen interjected sharply.

Egbert paused, gave her a look, and with a smile conceded, "Yes, Lopez."

The teacher went silent again.