Fell in Love With You in the Wrong Time novel Chapter 369

Zion was speechless.

However, all he could taste was the sweetness of the peach.

Desi giggled. “Isn't it sweet?”

Zion nodded.

“Don't forget to eat all of it,” Desi urged. “I'll be off.”

After speaking, she turned away.

Zion sighed.

Since it was already in his mouth, all he could do was swallow it anyway.

Meanwhile, Kathleen busied herself at the mall.

She pursed her lips, unsure of what a thirteen-year-old boy would like. As such, she could only buy a random assortment of things.

After shopping, she came out of the mall with bags in tow.

A man wearing sunglasses walked up to her. “Are you Gizem?”

Kathleen arched a finely plucked brow. “In the flesh.”

“The lady of the house would like a word,” the man said coldly.

Lady?

“And who might that be?” asked Kathleen, her tone equally icy.

“You'll know when you see her.” The man frowned.

Kathleen sneered. “You know what?

Nobody has dared to speak to me like this. I'm afraid you know nothing about my temper.”

The man was upset, hearing this. “I can also tell you that no one has dared to-”

The man howled as Kathleen punched him in the face.

Soon, the corners of the man's mouth were tinged with scarlet.

“Don't even get me started on your tone!" hissed Kathleen. “You want me to meet her, but this is how you treat me? Who is she, the Queen? You can go back and tell her that I am God!”

Everyone had stopped to look at them.

Because Kathleen had sunglasses on, nobody recognized her.

The man merely stood there,

seething.

Kathleen said indifferently, “P*ss off!”

The man was furious, but there were many people watching. All he could do was leave.

Kathleen carried all her purchases to the car park.

She was about to open the car door when she spotted the reflection of a woman standing behind her in the glass.

She turned back sharply.

A graceful-looking middle-aged woman stood there, her red lips curved into a smirk. “Ms. Johnson, allow me to apologize for my subordinate's uncouth behavior.”

Her subordinate? So this was the woman the man mentioned earlier? Why would such a person show up now?

“Who are you?” Kathleen frowned.

With a hand outstretched, the woman introduced herself. “My name is Dorothy Cartwright.”

Her nails were painted a gorgeous shade of red.

Kathleen glanced at her warily. “Did you need something?”

“Can you hand over the child in your care?” Dorothy asked with a wry smile.

“Zion?” Kathleen frowned. “Why?”

“Ms. Johnson, that child is bad news. Letting him stay with you will not help you,” Dorothy explained with a smile. “Also, you can't nullify the poison that courses through his veins.”

Kathleen sneered. “Are you looking down on me?”

Dorothy raised her hands in mock

defeat. She then took out a business card and gave it to Kathleen. “All I'm suggesting is that you don't waste your time. My number's on the card. I'll give you three days—"

Kathleen immediately ripped the card. "I'm really sick of you people pretending to be high and mighty. If you have anything worth saying, spit it out.”

Dorothy's expression changed slightly.

Kathleen looked at her coldly and raised her chin. “If you can't learn to speak, don't bother me.”

Dorothy hissed at her. “I can tell you this. Zion is my son!”

What?

Kathleen was a little shocked.

“If you don't believe me, I can do a maternity test.” Dorothy looked at Kathleen with a frigid expression. “Now, can you hand him over?”

Kathleen scoffed, “Since you are his mother, then how did he end up in the hands of someone else?”