Chapter 257

Crystal called the Hopkins family.

The phone was received by Nanny Faang from the Eastern Garden.

Nanny Faang had a rather kind attitude, and Crystal felt that Nanny Faang was the only one in the
Hopkins family who was relatively friendly.

"You mean, Junior Mrs.Hopkins..."

Nanny Faang was used to addressing Christina Junior Mrs.Hopkins, but this time she switched
awkwardly.

"You mean Miss Dickens is missing?" Crystal's voice appeared sullen.She didn't like people from the
Hopkins family.

However, since she was now asking for help, she tried to speak ina friendly tone.

"Well, here's the thing.She hasn't recovered yet and has been very weak.I'm afraid something might
happen to her if she runs around.The last time she left, she went to the Hopkins family.So this time, I
just wanted to call and ask if she had been there.Nanny Faang, could you please help me ask the
security guards at the Hopkins family gate? They should know..."

"Don't hang up.I'll ask on the house calls."

Nanny Faang came up with a positive answer.

Crystal was relieved to hear that she was willing to help.

Those people in the Hopkins family were indeed too lofty and distant, and one might feel especially
humble every time asking them for help, which was so terrible that people would rather lead an



ordinary life.

"She didn't come."

Soon, Nanny Faang got the result.

Christina didn't go to the Hopkins family, then she probably wouldn't go to find Patrick again, would
she? Crystal herself was not so sure and hesitated for a while.

"Well, if you could ask Patrick..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Nanny Faang, who had already guessed that she was going to
ask on the other end, took the initiative to refuse.

"Miss Zhu, I will try my best to help, but we servants have no right to interfere in our young master's
affairs."

Crystal listened and remained silent for along time.

She didn't want to make things difficult for others, but the reply sounded bitterly disappointing.

In a low voice, she sneered, "I recall that Christina and Patrick haven't officially signed to divorce yet"

Were they afraid that she would cling to the Hopkins family so they were so eager to disassociate with
her? Nanny Faang lapsed into awkward silence when she heard this.

It was true that they had not officially divorced, but the news she had heard these days denoted that
Christina could hardly stay in the Hopkins family anymore because Young Master Hopkins was very
repulsed by a "strange woman."

"What happened?"



From the gate of the Hopkins family Eastern Garden trotted a beautiful figure.

Perhaps she noticed Nanny Faang holding the telephone in the living room with a strange expression,
so she cried out to Nanny Faang curiously.

Nanny Faang looked up and was taken aback for a moment before she called out, "Miss Parker"

Crystal clearly heard "Miss Parker" and she grabbed her phone seething.

It was this Parker again! She was annoying like a haunting ghost, irritating Crystal every time with only
the reference of her name.

"Nothing.Thank you.I'm hanging up."

Crystal failed to smother her emotions and her tone was cold.She hung up the phone without waiting
for a reply.

Nanny Faang listened to the beeps in the telephone and looked quite despondent.

"Who called just now?"

Barbara walked over straight away, treading gracefully.

She was now living in the guest room of the Hopkins family's main residence, and she acted like she
was the hostess here after a few visits.

Nanny Faang replied truthfully, "It's a friend of Miss Dickens's..."

"Crystal Zhu?"

Barbara had guessed who it was, knowing that Christina didn't have many friends.



"Yes"

Nanny Faang looked at her and suddenly thought of something.

She slowed down her voice and pleaded with her, "Miss Parker, you're going to see Young Master
Hopkins, aren't you? Could you please help me pass a message?"

"What's the matter?"

Barbara had always been tactful in treating people and handling things.

Seeing that Nanny Faang was in need of help, she smiled generously.

"Tell me what happened.I know that Patrick has a bad temper recently, but don't be too anxious.I'll tell
him if there's anything, it's not going to be serious..."

"Miss Dickens is missing, and I want to ask Young Master Hopkins if he knows anything about her
whereabouts."

As soon as Nanny Faang said that, the smile on Barbara's face froze.

Barbara said in astonishment, "Christina is missing?"

"I don't know exactly what happened.Miss Zhu called just now and it seems that Miss Dickens is not in
good health.So she is worried that something will happen to her if she loiters outside alone...Christian
had lived in the Hopkins family for nearly a year, and she had especially spent a long time in the
Eastern Garden, so Nanny Faang held compassion for her.Barbara's lips curled into a forced smile.

"I'm going to find Patrick right now, and I'll inform him about that later"

With that, she turned around and left.



Nanny Faang looked at Barbara's delicate figure walking upstairs step by step.

She didn't know why, but she felt a little uncomfortable, maybe because Christina used to be the one
living in this house.

After all, they were different.

"Miss Parker, Young Master Hopkins is not in the study.He's in the nursery on the third floor”

Nanny Faang recalled something and reminded the one on the stairs.

Patrick was in the nursery on the third floor.

Barbara still walked up the stairs calmly, but her footsteps were a little heavier.

On the third floor of the Eastern Garden, there was a nursery room of more than 200 square meters,
adorably decorated in various colors featuring a fairy tale, with all kinds of fluffy toys of cartoon
characters, and rows of crystal wind-bells tinkling briskly.

This was the nursery they had elaborately prepared, yet now it looked cold and gloomy.

The window was open and streams of sunbeam penetrated in.

It made the room warmer, and the beams shone on the man's tall profile, who was standing in front of a
light blue wardrobe with two identical baby clothes for twins in his big palm.

"What's the matter?"

He heard footsteps approaching and did not turn around but asked in his low voice, his tonc indifferent.

Barbara saw that he was looking at the two small clothes in his hands with a mix of emotions.



When she heard his question, she was a little slow to react.

What Nanny Faang had just asked her was on the lip of her tongue, but she still didn't say it in the end.

Instead, she said teasingly, "Can't I come to you if I have nothing to ask?"

Patrick did not reply.

He stuffed the two small clothes in his hands back into the wardrobe and closed it.

Then he walked around the baby room at 200 square meters with interest.

Barbara followed him with a smile fixed on her face.

When they looked at the pictures of small marine animals and a castle of the knights on the broad wall,
she noticed that contemplations were swelling in the eyes of the man beside her.

These lovely portraits in bright colors filled the whole space with vilalily and childishness.Finally, he
stopped in front of the two wooden cribs, which were custom-made with meticulous details, in that even
the paint on them had strict standards.

There was a small rotating gadget at the head of each crib, a few fluffy little giraffes hanging on it.

Patrick's large and slender hands twirled it seemingly in boredom, and the fluffy little giraffes started to
spin, accompanied by light piano music.

It was Mozart's minuet, which bestowed the space with more lovely exuberance.

"Twins"

He suddenly muttered a word.



When Barbara heard what he said, a trace of nervousness crept over her face.

"What do you remember?"

Patrick turned to look at her but did not answer.

Then, as if he had lost interest in the nursery, he turned around and went straight downstairs.

Barbara had been by his side, as she carefully examined his expression.

"What kind of woman is she?"

Probably because Barbara's eyes were chasing after him, he was curious and stopped.

"Does she like me as much as you do?"

Barbara didn't expect him to ask that and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Christina, she...she didn't like you very much at first"

That was the truth.

"Didn't like me?"

Patrick raised his eyebrows slightly as if he was astonished, but he did not delve into it.He still wore his
cold countenance, and his thin lips quirked up into a faint smile.He was clearly smirking, but his eyes
were so distant and cold.


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