The Woman From Hell
Chapter 649

Chapter 649

Carlson sighed when he saw me. "Oh, kiddo. You've become even thinner.”

I smiled slightly. When I noticed how late it was, I asked, "Are you hungry? Why don't you have dinner at my place and also visit Munchkin while you're here?"

He smiled. "I thought you would leave me at the restaurant and ignore me. Since you've asked, I must g o."

I smiled. "My place is quite shabby. I hope you won't dislike it too much.”

That was not something he wanted to hear. He frowned as he said, "What are you talking about? You’re one of the Schuman family's daughters. How could a father dislike anything about his daughter?"

I chuckled and did not say anything else.

Fred did not come by the restaurant because I had given him a brief explanation of what had happened. Instead, he went to my house with Tina to take care of Munchkin.

When we arrived home, Fred had opened the door ahead of time because he heard us coming.

Munchkin stood beside him and gazed up at Carlson." I've seen you on my mom's phone before."

Both Carlson and I were stunned. "Oh, so that means you know who I am?"

Munchkin nodded. "You catch bad guys."

I would watch the news after dinner, and Munchkin would sometimes join me. He had seen photos of Carlson on my phone before. Despite not understanding what the news was talking about, he had a vivid impression of Carlson. Thus, as time passed, he remembered who he was.

I took Munchkin’s hand and said, "Munchkin, don't be rude. This is your grandfather."

Munchkin was startled. Then, he smiled and said, "My grandfather is so cool. Grandpa, can you help me catch bad guys since you're so cool?"

Carlson smiled at Munchkin as he bent down and asked, "Who do you want me to catch, Munchkin?"

Munchkin thought about it for a while before saying," The nasty person in Mr. Cullen's shop. She always scolds my mom and says that I'm a bastard child."

I was worried about leaving him at home alone, so I often brought him to the restaurant after picking him up from his kindergarten. Sometimes, we would meet Fiona when she came by to look for Fred. That woman had the meanest tongue, and she would even speak rudely to a child.

I thought that Munchkin would not remember that incident. However, it seemed that I had

underestimated how petty he could be.

"Munchkin.” I sighed softly. "Grandpa is here to have dinner today, not to work. We'll talk about catching bad guys next time. I have a mission for you. Can you and Tina bring Grandpa to the garden to pick out stuff he likes to eat and bring them back?"

Munchkin nodded. "Of course!"

He paused momentarily and then seemed to remember something as he tugged on Carlson’s arm while saying, "Grandpa, let's go. My mom's strawberries are ripe now. We can pick them together."

The little guy's emotions came and went like a whirlwind.

After he and Tina dragged Carlson into the backyard, Fred gave me a meaningful look as he said, "I would never have imagined that you’re Carlson’s daughter."

What should I say?

After giving it some thought, I said, "He adopted me after fate brought us together three years ago."

He fell silent and did not continue asking questions.

People had the best relationships when they maintained a certain distance from each other and did not poke their noses into someone else's secrets.

Someone knocked on the door abruptly while we were in the middle of dinner.