Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen ( Mia Bowen ) novel Chapter 614

Chapter 614 

Ginger looked up at him, her smile radiant. “Mister, you’re such a kind person.” 

“Why did they kidnap you? What does your mother do?” Timothy inquired, his eyes narrowing. 

He was aware that the staff at the Xanier Island Grand Hotel wouldn’t simply abduct a child without reason; there must have been something suspicious going on. 

Ginger nervously glanced down, swaying her bare feet. “I don’t know why they took me.” 

“Be honest with me!” 

Timothy sensed immediately that she was trying to divert the conversation. He calmly stated, “I don’t like it when people lie.” 

Ginger sulked as she replied, “I asked the hotel staff about my dad’s room. They said they’d take me to him, but instead, they tried to lock me up secretly.” 

Timothy furrowed his brows. “Weren’t you looking for your mom?” 

Ginger looked at him with teary eyes, wearing a guilty expression. “I’m sorry, mister. I lied.” 

Timothy sighed softly, unable to forget Ginger’s earlier comment in the car about having only a mother 

and no father. 

Considering this, his heart softened further. “Give me your mom’s phone number.” 

With that, Timothy reached for his phone, realizing Ginger must have given him a fake number earlier. 

Approaching timidly, Ginger sat near him, nervously clasping her hands together. “Mister, I want to find my dad!” 

“You don’t need to worry about these adult matters,” Timothy reassured her. 

He found it puzzling why Ginger’s parents, despite their strained relationship, hadn’t bothered to 

communicate their differences to her. 

If Timothy hadn’t met her today, who knows what danger she might have faced. 

Feeling anxious, Ginger grasped his hand and pleaded in a sweet voice. “Mister, if my mommy finds out, 

I’ll definitely get into trouble. She looks very scary when she’s angry.” 

“Why did you decide to sneak out then?” 

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“I just want to see my dad once, then I’ll sneak back so Mommy won’t find out.” 

Looking into her large, watery eyes, Timothy eventually relented. “Are you sure your dad is in this hotel?” 

“I’m positive. Mommy said it hersell!” 

Timothy reclined on the sofa. “Then why would the hotel staff kidnap you when you asked about your 

dad?” 

I’m hot sure either. I’m a very well–mannered and polite girl.” 

Timothy couldn’t help but frown. It seemed the issue might involve Ginger’s father. Could he be involved in gambling, or perhaps engaged in illegal activities? 

Timothy glanced at Ginger, “Do you know what your father does?” 

“He’s a businessman!” 

It seemed likely that his business dealings were shady! 

Becoming impatient, Timothy asked straightaway, “What’s your father’s name?” 

He planned to have someone find him.