Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 119: Could They Be the Same Person?

A knock sounded on the door, and a waiter pushed the door open to serve the dishes.

Following behind her was Leia Quinn.

"Oh, Elly, is that really you?"

Leia feigned surprise, walking to Elara Don’s side and reaching out to support her.

"I’m having dinner here too. I thought I saw you outside, but I didn’t expect it to really be you. Are you having dinner with Mr. Hawke? Why are you so drunk?"

Leia rattled on about this and that, then looked towards Damon Hawke, "Oh, Mr. Hawke, how did your clothes get dirty? Elly’s had too much to drink, I’ll take her home first."

Damon Hawke tidied his clothes, listening to Leia chatter away.

He raised his eyes, glancing over the two of them with a playful smile.

"Alright, be careful on the way."

Another act in this play.

Elara Don was probably afraid I would do something to her, so she got Leia to come over and rescue her at just the right time!

This woman is really something else.

"Ah? Okay, goodbye Mr. Hawke!"

Leia hadn’t expected Damon Hawke to be so easygoing, and after a moment of surprise, she gave him an awkward smile before supporting the unsteady Elara Don out of the private room.

"Kiki, Mr. Hawke, he..."

Elara Don’s tongue was a bit thick, her head dizzy, thinking there was something she still hadn’t done.

But the alcohol fogged her mind, making her unable to recall what exactly it was she wanted to do.

"No need to worry about Mr. Hawke, come with me."

Leia Quinn supported Elara Don out the door, placing her in the back seat of a car.

"Kiki, Damon Hawke, he, he..."

"What about him?"

Leia started the car, snapping, "Good thing you let me know to come and get you out, otherwise, who knows if Damon Hawke would have devoured you today."

"No, he..."

Elara Don tried hard to remember what she wanted to say.

But sleepiness took over, she yawned, "Kiki, I’ll sleep for a while first."

What was it that she wanted to do?

Hmm, better to talk about it after a nap.

...

The next day.

Blue Sky Apartments.

Sunlight like threads of gold shone through the sheer curtains onto the large bed.

Elara Don turned over, slowly opening her eyes.

Her thoughts paused for a moment, disoriented for half a minute before she finally regained clarity.

Elara Don reached for her phone to check the time, and upon seeing it was already past eight, she was shocked.

"Oh no, I’m going to be late."

How did she sleep so deeply?

Where was her son?

Why was the house so quiet?

Elara Don scratched her head, hurriedly getting out of bed.

"Bea? Are you here?"

Receiving no response, Elara Don quickly called Leia Quinn.

She vaguely remembered getting drunk last night and Leia bringing her back.

Then, it seemed like Bea was taken to her house.

"Elly, you’re awake?"

"Yeah, Kiki, where’s Bea?"

"I just dropped him off at kindergarten."

"Oh, that’s good."

Elara Don breathed a sigh of relief, her mind settling a bit.

"Elly, you were right last night; Damon Hawke still has feelings for you. Good thing I arrived in time."

Leia’s voice crackled through the phone.

Elara Don walked into the bathroom, looking at her disheveled reflection in the mirror, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling.

She desperately tried to recall what happened last night.

She remembered starting with a drink-off with him.

Then made her request.

And then...

A scene of the man kissing her flashed through her mind.

Her face instantly became hot.

How could that man kiss her like that!

And that kiss...

"Elly, did Damon Hawke agree to your request? When I arrived, he had wine stains on him. Did you guys fall out, and you splashed him with wine?"

Leia asked, puzzled.

Elara Don snapped back, a thought suddenly flickering across her mind.

His scent was too familiar.

Most importantly, she remembered him unbuttoning his shirt, and then...

Elara Don’s heart skipped a beat, gripping her phone tightly.

Why did it seem like she saw a plum blossom birthmark on Damon Hawke’s chest?

This wasn’t the first time she’d seen it.

So was it really there, or was it last night that she mistook the wine stains for a plum blossom birthmark because she was drunk!

"Elly, are you listening? Why aren’t you saying anything?"

Leia shouted anxiously when she didn’t hear a response from Elara Don.

"I’m just thinking about something, Kiki, I won’t say much now, I’ll hang up first."

Elara Don didn’t bother to explain more to Leia and hung up.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she squeezed toothpaste and slowly sorted through her thoughts.

From seeing Damon Hawke for the first time to Thomas King’s sudden appearance later.

Their similar height, familiar aura...

Elara Don’s nerves inexplicably tightened.

Could it be these two people were the same person?

With technology so advanced now, and Damon Hawke having vast wealth, it would be easy if he wanted to disguise himself as someone else.

So could Thomas King be a guise adopted by Damon Hawke?

He claimed to be a thug.

The Firebird mask he originally wore, she had investigated, represented an organization called Netherworld Organization...

This organization was very mysterious, and no one knew what the organizer looked like.

Could it be Damon Hawke disguised himself to prevent others from recognizing his identity!

The more Elara Don thought about it, the more excited she became, and the more she felt it was right!

It must be like this! 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Damon Hawke, Thomas King, even their names are similar!

These two must be the same person!

Damon Hawke, is he just toying with her!

Elara Don spat out the foam fiercely, gritting her teeth.

No, this is just her guess.

What if she’s wrong!

Elara Don closed her eyes, a small figure suddenly flashing through her mind.

How could she forget about Damon Hawke’s son!

That masked, tiny, soft little guy!

If he were her own son, then he would definitely resemble her son!

Yes, as long as she sees Damon Hawke’s son, the truth will be revealed!

Elara Don’s face brimmed with excitement as she quickly finished getting ready, picked up her belongings, and headed to the Hawke Group.

Hawke Group.

Damon Hawke sat in his office chair, already immersed in work.

A knock on the door sounded, and once he called out to come in, Elara Don’s figure appeared at the door.

Elara Don stood still, intently watching the man behind the desk, her emotions a tangled mess.

The man’s face was handsome, his demeanor extraordinary.

His identity and status were incomparably noble. Was he really the man from four years ago, her child’s father?

If he was, what should she do?

Damon Hawke did not look up, but after hearing no sound, he paused his actions, lifting his eyes slightly.

When he saw Elara Don staring blankly at him, he raised an eyebrow and put down his work.

"Something wrong?"

This woman, what kind of expression was that?

Was she frightened by yesterday’s events, or did she hold a silent admiration for him, yet couldn’t express it?

"Mr. Hawke, I want to see Charlie."