Dorothy walked out of the private hospital.
She received a message from Tyrell, which was a recent contact list from Mrs. Lawson. Sure enough, among several contacts of Mrs. Lawson, Sonia’s number was included, but Jovanni’s was conspicuously absent.
Without contacting by phone, it seems there must be another way to get in touch, right?
Dorothy walked down the stairs, lost in thought.
Just then, not far away came the laughter of children.
“Old fool, there is an old fool here!”
Dorothy looked over at the sound and saw several five or six–year–old children surrounding a beautiful woman holding a doll, spraying water guns at her.
The woman was in a daze, holding the doll in her arms tightly, “Don’t hurt my Babe.”
Dorothy shouted at those children, “You are bullying the auntie, I will call the police to come and arrest all of you!”
Several children quickly scattered.
Dorothy approached the woman and, as she reached out to help her, her gaze fell on the diamond ring the woman was wearing.
It was a pigeon blood ruby.
She had seen this kind of ruby at her mother–in–law Soniayn’s place, so she could confirm that it was not a fake.
Extremely valuable!
How could a woman with mental disorders wear such an expensive ring?
Aren’t you afraid of being robbed?
“Auntie, are you okay?”
The woman raised her head in a daze, suddenly grabbing Dorothy’s hand, “Babe, is that you? You’re back mommy again, okay? Look, this is for you.”
The woman pointed to the doll in her arms and smiled gently.
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“Auntie, you’ve got the wrong person, I’m not your Babe,” Dorothy whispered. “Do you still remember the way home, or should I take you to the police station first?”
“Go home?” She hugged her doll and shook her head vigorously, “I’m not going home, Babe is not there.”
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Dorothy smiled beautifully and said, “Your Babe is right in your arms, just take her home with you.”
“Woman…” muttered, her gaze suddenly locking onto Dorothy’s face, “You are Babe, will you come home with mommy?”
“Um…”
Dorothy really didn’t know how to deal with it.
“Madam!”
A man wearing glasses hurriedly walked out of the hospital, “Why did you run out again? If the young master finds out, I’ll be in trouble…”
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