The Officer's Runaway Wife and Secret Son novel Chapter 466

"Eat well, grow up fast, and protect your mom. —Noah."

The few short lines were perfectly proper.

He didn't mention Clara, and even his signature was just his name, without any title attached.

He had cleanly removed himself from the role of "Daddy Noah."

But even after stepping away, he still remembered what this child loved, still sent a gift from a foreign country before Christmas.

As Clara finished reading, her nose tingled with emotion.

It was a gesture of kindness that had crossed half the globe, dignified and generous, warming her heart.

Rhys, standing nearby, heard every word. His face betrayed nothing, but he clenched his jaw.

"It's a train!" Felix had already torn away the bubble wrap and seen the box inside. "Mommy, I want to call Daddy Noah."

Clara glanced at the clock on the wall, mentally calculating the time difference.

Zurich was seven hours behind Brighton City. It should be just after eight in the morning there.

"It's still really early for Daddy Noah. How about we call him a little later?"

Felix nodded, then looked at Rhys. "Daddy, can you help me build it? This looks really hard."

Rhys's expression softened as he agreed. "Of course."

He was curious to see just how complicated this foreign model could be.

Clara sat on the sofa with a cup of tea, watching the two of them on the rug, engrossed in studying the model.

Something occurred to her.

Noah must have bought this train set a long time in advance. International express shipping from Zurich to Brighton City would take four or five days at the very least.

That meant he had probably arranged for this just days after arriving in Switzerland, perhaps while he was still adjusting to the time difference.

Clara sighed internally.

Partway through building the train, Rhys's phone, which was on the coffee table, suddenly vibrated.

He glanced at the caller ID. It was his rookie.

Rhys's brow furrowed slightly as he stood up. "Felix, you try to find the wheel parts first. Daddy needs to take a call."

"Okay," Felix replied without looking up.

That meant that whether by fingerprint, passcode, or key, Margot had access to the apartment.

This wasn't her first time there.

"Got it," Rhys said. "Keep watching. Don't spook them. See when they leave. If they split up, follow the woman."

"Understood!"

After hanging up, Rhys stood on the balcony for a moment, a bad feeling creeping over him.

The glass door slid open, and Clara asked, "Is there trouble at the bureau?"

Rhys snapped back to the present, shaking his head. He didn't hide anything. "The two people I had someone watching met up today."

"Owen and Margot?"

"Yeah. They went to an empty apartment Owen owns."

Clara's brow furrowed. "Why would they go there?"

"We're still observing," Rhys said, pulling her back into the room. "Don't worry. I have someone on them. Nothing will happen."