Chapter: 1836
"Don't Leave me hanging."
"Haven't you heard? Keilani's got a child."
Lance paused before looking at Bettie. "Is that so?"
"Pay attention to the road."
"Right."
"I only knew about it recently. I'm quite familiar with that child."
She's full of energy and charm, but sadly..
"Could you make it simpler?"
"No way!" Bettie snorted. "Can you guess who the father of that child is?"
Lance paused, racking his mind. He sensed something amiss about Keilani's sudden decision to return to Mathias and wondered if this was related. Could it be that the child's father was from Mathias?
Lance's mind came up with a list of recent visitors to Philade not too long ago. Among the list, only one man was charming enough to make Keilani take a liking to him, given she was not easily impressed.
"Could it be Tyrone?" Lance voiced his guess.
"Exactly. You got it."
Lance was speechless. He recalled his first encounter with Tyrone, noting a sense of familiarity not because Tyrone bore a remarkable resemblance to Blayze.
Reflecting on it now, Lance understood why Tyrone seemed familiar.
Before the new year, Keilani had been traveling around the world.
Upon her return, she mentioned meeting a dashing man on her flight to Linbourne. The flight was long. She even sneakily took photos of the man while he slept.
But the thought of Keilani having a child with Tyrone puzzled Lance.
What on earth happened?
“What happened?" Lance probed.