Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled novel Chapter 467

Hiram knew that his mother and I were as different as oil and water, so it surprised me when he believed what I told him.

His blues eyes widened in disbelief, "Really? Mommy apologized to me?"

I blinked in surprise and then nodded assuredly, "Yes, she said she had no choice but to make you do what she did. She usually avoids discussing it with you, but since she doesn't get along well with me, she was pretty candid about it. So, you don't have to hide anything from me."

The kid felt like he was starved of affection.

It didn't make sense. Even if he was deprived of love, it would be from his father. Karina, his mother, had been raising him alone. She couldn’t have been that bad, could she?

The moment he heard Karina had apologized to him, he dropped his video game. He looked at me with hopeful eyes, "What else did Mommy say?"

I racked my brains to concoct some things Karina allegedly said to Hiram, all of which were positive. My intuition told me that Karina might not be so nice to her son in private.

I didn't understand why. After all, Hiram was her child with Neil, the only heir to the Whitmore's fortune and her golden ticket into the Whitmore family. Why wouldn't she cherish him?

"Were you scared when your mom told you to follow your dad on your own?" It was time to get back to that question.

Hiram let his guard down. He nodded, "I was scared!"

I continued, "And when she said that the message sent to Uncle Mitch was from you, were you upset? Your dad might not like you if he knew about it."

I was gently leading him on.

Hiram was not only afraid that Karina didn't like him but also terrified that Neil wouldn't. So, without a second thought, he replied, "I won't blame Mommy. Besides, she said Dad loves me so much, and he wouldn't hate me!"

My smile faltered. It seemed that Karina was the mastermind behind the previous incidents. Always using Hiram as a shield, she managed to pull the wool over everyone's eyes.

Hiram didn't notice my change in mood. He just lowered his head and continued playing his game. He wouldn't know that the wicked woman sitting next to him had started recording.

About ten minutes later, Hiram's wristwatch rang. It was a call from Neil, "Dad, I'm coming home now!"

"Didn't I tell you not to wander around?" Neil's voice came through.

"I got it, Dad. I'll behave next time." Hiram obediently replied. After hanging up, he handed me his phone, "Ms. Finch, I need to go. I'll teach you how to play the game next time!"

I took his phone with a faint smile, "Is your dad also at the hospital?"

Hiram nodded, "Yes. My grandma is sick. He took her to the hospital. We'll head home after she's done."

My fabricated story seemed to have bridged the gap between Hiram and me. He had warmed up to me.

Faith was sick?

I didn't know about that.

After Hiram left, I turned off the recorder and returned to my room.

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The next morning, I checked out of the hospital. During this period, Russel called several times, but I didn't pick up.