Ethan Clark chuckled, "Every child has a father, theyre not born from a stone!"
"Officer, Lucass father is... well, he cant possibly come back for Lucas," Emma reiterated, struggling to voice her thoughts clearly.
Lucass father was an escort, completely unaware of Lucass existence; how could he possibly come back for him?
Ethan Clark smiled warmly, "No matter what identity the childs father holds, he has the right to take the child. Moreover, he has already filed a record with us, something our director is aware of."
"So the father taking the child is legal, and we cant file a case."
Emmas face turned ashen instantly, her mind a whirlwind of confusion. She opened her mouth but didnt know what to say.
After a long while, Emma regained her senses, "I am the childs mother, I have the right to see my child. Please take me to the childs father, I want to talk to him face to face."
"About that," Ethan Clarks face showed a difficult expression again.
"Officer, please help me. Youre all I can rely on now," Emma, seeing Ethan Clarks obvious difficulty, clutched his arm and pleaded.
"Since the father taking the child isnt illegal, then as the childs mother, wanting to know where the child is, isnt illegal either. Officer, please understand a mothers feelings."
Looking at the woman in front of him, who was crying her heart out but still trying to stay calm, Ethan Clark felt a wave of sympathy.
He had received orders to stay out of domestic affairs, but he couldnt help but comfort, "Maam, dont cry. The child is with his biological father, he must be safe."
"If youre worried, I can accompany you to the fathers place early tomorrow morning to confirm the situation."
Hearing this, Emmas eyes immediately regained their luster, and she kept thanking Ethan Clark.
For some reason, looking at Ethan Clarks warm smile, Emmas heart gradually steadied.
She returned home in a daze, too preoccupied to cook or eat. The house was filled with Lucass presence and voice. She just sat on the bed, motionless.
She didnt even realize when she fell asleep.
Feeling dizzy, as if hungover, Emma frowned slightly.
Gently turning over, intending to sleep a bit longer, she sensed something odd.
The hot breath on her face and the masculine scent wafting from her nose made her force her eyes open despite the dizziness.
In front of her was the sleeping profile of a man, with handsome eyebrows, thick eyelashes, a straight nose, thin lips, and a jawline that seemed like a masterpiece from the heavens.
She swallowed uncomfortably, having never been so close to a man before.
This face, comparable to a popular actor, would undoubtedly be wildly successful if he were to debut.
"Youre awake!" The man opened his eyes and smiled at the person in front of him.
Still a bit dazed, the mans rain-like kisses fell, and his body covered her, enveloping Emma in his presence.
Emma felt uneasy and tried to move, but everything seemed so familiar. The man in front of her was also very familiar, yet she couldnt remember where she had seen him before.
The mans kisses traveled downward, making Emma feel a bit hot and her breathing became rapid.
As the kisses continued, Emma felt dizzy, and the mans face turned into Lucass. With a serious expression, he told her he wanted to support his family.
Suddenly, two people burst in, hugged Lucas, and ran away. She frantically chased after them.
"No!" Emma sat up abruptly in bed, sunlight streaming through the window onto the bed, it was already daytime.
She had a very realistic dream that combined everything that happened six years ago with what happened yesterday.
Six years ago, she drank too much at her graduation party and was sent to a hotel room upstairs by friends, where she had a one-night stand with an unknown man.
The next day, she found out that the man was an escort her friends had arranged for her. Not knowing how to face the escort, she left money and fled before he woke up. She didnt expect to become pregnant with Lucas after that night.
Regaining her senses, Emma looked at the time and quickly jumped out of bed to wash up. She had to find Lucas today and couldnt be late.
On the other side.
In the luxurious living room of a three-story villa, Lucas crossed his arms and looked at the man sitting opposite him, looking down at him with a condescending gaze.
The man was dressed in Givenchy casual wear, but his noble and aloof temperament as a person in a high position was not affected at all.
"Why do you look exactly like me?" The childish voice was tinged with a hint of authority, sounding very amusing.
The man didnt answer, his slightly furrowed brow made his meaning clear, and his slender fingers tapped rhythmically on the table.
Richard Spencer, the butler, who had been standing respectfully on the side, suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth and explained, "Young master, you are..."
"Dad!"
Before the butler could finish his sentence, Lucas, with a quick turn of his eyes, directly pounced onto the mans lap and shouted "Dad" loudly.
Holding the mans thigh tightly, Lucas looked up at the man pitifully and said, "You look exactly like me, you must be my dad, right?"
His face, comparable to a child star, and the innocent expression on his face would melt anyones heart.
Obviously, both the butler and the man were not expecting this, and they were both stunned.
The butler reacted first, secretly looking at the mans expression, but he saw a shocking scene.
The man did not show any anger because of Lucass sudden closeness, but instead looked puzzled.
So the butler asked with a smile, "Young master, how do you know the young master is your dad?"
"This is called... the nature of father and son!" Lucas thought seriously for a long time with a small face.
"You know the nature of father and son!" The mans deep and magnetic voice sounded, the tone was obviously cheerful, and the corners of his mouth also unconsciously raised a good-looking radian.
"I know a lot!" Lucas said with a disdainful face, then put on a pitiful look and said, "Dad, you finally came to find me and mom."
"You also take mom over, our family should be together completely."
The man and the butler were stunned again. Is this still a five-year-old child? Is this a word that a five-year-old child can say?
The man glanced at the butler, and the butler immediately understood and picked up Lucas.
"Take good care of him!" The man left such a sentence and left without looking back.
The butler had a hard time that night. No matter what the butler took out to tease Lucas, Lucas was not interested and looked at the butler pitifully, begging the butler to take mom over.
The butler had no choice but to tell Lucas that it was too late today, and he would wait for dads decision tomorrow.
The next morning at the dining table, Lucas did not sit down to eat obediently, but went over and hugged the mans thigh, looking up at the man pitifully and said.
"Dad, without mom, Lucas cant eat or sleep. Look at Lucas, hes getting thinner and thinner. You go and take mom over quickly!"
The man put down his knife and fork, took a towel beside him, wiped his hands elegantly, and said, "Are you usually so coquettish?"
Before Lucas could answer, a servant came over and said, "Young master, there is a police officer here."
The man walked out with long legs, and Lucas also followed behind with the butlers hand.
But when he saw the person at the door, Lucas broke free from the butlers hand and ran over.
"Mom! Mom! You finally came. Lucas didnt see you for a whole night, and he missed you so much that hes thin."
Lucas threw himself into Emmas arms, rubbed against her, and then whispered on her shoulder, which only the two could hear: "Mom, you really came."
"I pretended to mistake that person as dad and begged him to take you here too, and he really fell for it."
"Lets find a time to slip away quickly!"