Then, Charles Northwood's voice on the other end of the line was filled with deep frustration.
"I thought, with our relationship, you'd be the first to find me no matter where I was."
Nia Mitchell bit her lip, leaning against the massive glass. She watched the Chef preparing the Sweet and Sour Ribs and about to cook some eggplant.
"You should know that if you had told me, I would have appeared before you in the shortest possible time, regardless of the cost. But... you didn't say anything. Nia Mitchell, you didn't look for me."
Nia Mitchell scratched her head and turned towards the Living Room.
"It's precisely because I know your personality that I didn't tell you. I'm doing fine now, and it's not as if this outcome is necessarily bad."
If it weren't for Hendry Hampton, how would she have met Uncle Peary?
"I'm back," Charles Northwood suddenly said, changing the subject.
Nia Mitchell was stunned for a moment. He said he's back? He came back?
"Back? Back to Capital Town?"
