Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 72

In short, he loved them both.

Early morning.

When they passed the parking lot, the little boy immediately looked for Mommy's car,he want to know how Mommy fell. Seeing this, he was immediately stunned, pointing at Moira's new driveway. "Daddy, Mommy's car window get smashed."

Sage's eyes narrowed as he looked down. He saw that Moira's red porsche had broken glass and many dents.

"It's nothing. I think someone must have made a mistake." Sage didn't want his son to worry too much.

"Daddy, can you fix my mommy's car?" The little guy looked up at him pleadingly, because Mommy definitely wouldn't be able to handle something like this.

Sage didn't want to get involved with this woman's matters, but he could not refuse his own son. Then he thought for a moment and then said, "Okay! I'll find someone to fix it for her."

"Thank you Daddy, Mommy will be very touched if she knows." The little guy immediately smiled.

He did this all because of his son. He didn't need to obtain this woman's gratitude. However, he really wanted to know just what had happened last night.

After sending the boy to school, Sage returned to the community to see a very high definition camera.

Then, he walked towards the security room of the community.

Sage sitting in the security room, the security guard called up a video of the parking lot from the night before. In the scene, Moira was arguing with a girl, but they didn't know what the girl had said. She slapped Molly first, who then madly pounced on her, and the two of them started fighting on the grass nearby.

Sage narrowed his eyes and enjoyed the spectacular fight. Soon after, Moira left, and the girl she was fighting found a rock and smashed it into Moira's car.

Who was this girl? What enmity did she have with Moira? Sage actually felt a trace of curiosity.

Moira thought of how Molly had smashed her car last night. The more she thought, the angrier she became.

She was bending over her car to examine the scarred love car when she suddenly felt a gaze on her from behind. She turned her head to the side and met a pair of dark eyes that were complicated and indifferent.

Moira blinked and asked, "Did you send Lucas to school?"

"Why did you fight last night!" Sage stared at her, asking her this question coldly.

Moira's face heated up as she refused to admit it. "Who said I was fighting?" This woman was still adamant about not admitting it.

"Do you want me to show you the recording of last night?"

Moira's face turned even redder. She bit her lips and said, "This is my business, none of your business."

"Indeed, I have nothing to do with it. If you weren't my son's mother, I would never interfere. However, you are my son's mother, so I want to know the truth." Sage stared at her.

"Why?" Moira narrowed her eyes said.

Anyway, she couldn't drive today. She went home, changed into a new set of clothes, and left in a taxi. Soon after she left, a tow truck came and towed her car away.

In the afternoon, a black car drove in behind a white SUV. The man who got out of the white SUV was obviously from the agency, while a calm and elegant man stepped out of the black car. He looked up at the twenty-eighth-floor luxury apartment and pursed his lips with a smile.

"Mr. Ashton, this is a very good district near school. There is a nobleman's kindergarten nearby. The best hospital in the city center can be reached in ten minutes. The transportation is convenient, the greening of the district is up to 50%, the distance between the floors is between two hundred meters, and the lighting is very good. Trust me, this is the best location in town."

"Are there really no buildings on the twenty-fourth floor?"

"If you want this floor, you really won't have it, but we have a pretty good room on the 25th floor. Shall I bring you up for a look?"

"Alright!" He couldn't ask for any more.

The intermediary brought him into the elevator while Morgan pressed the button for the 24th floor. The intermediary was a little surprised but didn't say anything.

Reaching the 24th floor, Morgan strode out. Looking at the four household's spacious floors, he turned to look at the intermediary. "Can you talk to the owner of this place? I'm willing to pay three times the price to buy one set."

"I'm sorry, I really can't." Although there are four families, only two owners really live here. One of them bought all three sets and connected them to the other, and it's said that the owner is extremely wealthy."

"Oh! Why did he link all three apartments together?"

"I'm not sure about that."