Chapter 715

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Just hearing it made Dolores feel the tension Linsey must have felt.
She let out a long breath. “Thank goodness he didn’t see you. But you came back for the competition, and Grester isn’t exactly a big place. In our circle, news travels fast. It’s only a matter of time before Collin finds out.”
Linsey nodded. “You’re right. But for now, I don’t want him to know I’m back. And I definitely don’t want him to see Zander or Zenia. If he ever finds out about the kids…”
She trailed off, her eyes flashing with resolve. “I won’t let him take them away from me.”
Upstairs, in the children’s area, Caylee was playing with Zander. In the middle of the fun, Zander suddenly said, “I need to go to the restroom.”
“Alright. Let’s go,” Caylee replied.
She pulled out a clean handkerchief from her bag and gently wiped the sweat off his face. Then she led him to the restroom on the same floor.
At the entrance of the men’s room, Zander stopped and turned to her, his tone serious. “Caylee, you’re a girl. You shouldn’t go into the men’s room. I’ll go in by myself.”
Caylee chuckled. “Alright, little man. But take your time. And if anything happens, just call my name, okay?”
She paused, then added with a playful grin, “And you better be out in five minutes. Or I’m breaking the door down.”
Zander nodded like a soldier and turned toward the restroom.
Caylee stopped him with a smile and pointed at his face. “Hey, little gentleman, do you really need sunglasses in the restroom? Want me to hold them? And your backpack too? You’ve been carrying it all day.”
Zander shook his head, firm and proud. “A real gentleman carries his own backpack. And I can wear my sunglasses in the restroom. Don’t worry, Caylee.”
With that, he trotted off inside, leaving her smiling to herself.
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Once in a stall, Zander stood on tiptoe and locked the door. He pulled out his little phone from his backpack and sent a message to Zenia. “I saw the bad guy who always makes Mommy upset. Are you still sick? When can you come over? Let’s think of a way to get back at him—for Mommy!”
Zander waited patiently for about thirty minutes before a message came in.
Zenia replied, “I’m feeling much better today, Zander. I’ll ask Gorman to take me to meet you and Mommy tonight. Can you wait on the revenge plan? I want us to do it together—we’re both Mommy’s kids.”
Zander quickly typed back a simple “OK” and tucked the phone into his backpack.
After finishing up, he walked to the sink. The counter was a bit high, and he stood there, trying to figure out how to wash his hands. Just then, a lazy voice came from beside him. “What’s the matter, little guy? Need a hand?”
Zander looked up at the tall man beside him and answered without hesitation, “That would be great, sir.”
Dustin raised a brow, amused. He dried his own hands, bent down, and lifted Zander with ease, holding him up to the faucet.
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