After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire

Chapter 985 Say Goodbye

Chapter 985 Say Goodbye

When they were flirting with each other, the phone suddenly rang.

Manuel glanced at the incoming call and put it through, "Theodore."

"Besse and Doyle have gone to the airport."

So Besse still chose to leave.

He said, "I see."

"Can it be that you are also in a trance?"

Firstly, it was Oscar who suspected that Besse was Hannah; later, it was Susan; and now it was

Manuel.

"No," Manuel denied, saying, "I have something else to do. Got to go."

"Mhm."

Manuel put down his phone, still feeling a bit thoughtful. Susan scrutinized him and asked, "What did

Theodore call you for? He didn't want you to cheat, did he?"

Susan thought perhaps pregnancy was a perfect time for men to cheat on their wives.

"I asked Theodore to help me keep an eye on Besse."

"Why did you pay attention to her? Didn't you look disdainful towards me? Didn't you say that she

couldn't be Hannah?" Susan was a little excited.

Manuel didn't tell her that he went to see Besse this morning.

"But it's no use doubting now. I confirmed it last night. They were not the same person. You realized it

was too late." Said Susan.

Manuel echoed with her but he was thinking about Besse's, or Hannah's decision. He was hesitant

about probing into Besse's identity.

At the Capital International Airport, Besse and Doyle arrived at the airport where assistants helped

them check-in for their flight while holding hands together.

"Are you angry?" Doyle suddenly asked when noticing how distracted Besse had been throughout their

journey here.

Besse snapped out of her thoughts and forced a smile, "No."

"When we get back home, let's go travel again." Doyle suggested optimistically as they waited nearby

for their boarding announcement.

"What about next season's new products?" Besse teased him.

"It won't be missed by just one or two days." Doyle shrugged nonchalantly before adding, "It takes All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

more than just one or two days for inspiration anyway."

"Can you generate an idea in a day or two? We should a few days off when we're back , and we should

focus on the work then." Said Besse.

"You love your work even more than me." Doyle complained.

She sighed afterwards, as she felt everything else besides design seemed unfamiliar lately, causing an

indescribable fear within herself like she didn't belong in this world anymore. And so, she always went

to do things she was familiar with.

She said, "I don't want to be scolded by your mother every time."

"She's just too strict. You see how she always pushes us for new design ideas, but we never drop the

ball. She's just worrying for no reason."

"If she didn't push you, maybe you would drop the ball."

"Am I that unreliable?" Doyle was angry.

Besse smiled and said, "No, of course not."

Actually, he wasn't at all. Doyle took his work seriously and was completely responsible. He wasn't a

playboy who didn't care about anything.

"Boss, all the paperwork is done." An assistant came over respectfully and said.

Doyle nodded slightly and took Besse's hand as they walked towards first class security check-in area

together. After they finished security check-in procedures together, Besse looked outside for a moment

before leaving. They were leaving now; there was an indescribable sense of oppression in her heart

that made her feel uncomfortable.

Suddenly she saw someone familiar from afar, who was wearing a duckbill cap and mask while holding

onto a little boy named Salem. It must be Oscar. Susan had told her about him before.

Their eyes met briefly.

Her heart trembled inexplicably.

She had always thought that she only had special feelings towards Salem, but after spending some

time with Oscar on several occasions, it seemed like something special might have developed between

them.

"Besse?" Doyle walked a few steps ahead of her and noticed that Besse hadn't caught up yet.

Besse snapped out of it quickly, hiding any hint of tears in her eyes behind an excuse, "Just thinking

about some new product inspiration I got earlier."

"What kind of inspiration?" asked Doyle curiously as he held onto Besse's hand tightly.

They walked away from Oscar's sight.

He failed to say goodbye to her in the end. Perhaps, he just didn't dare to walk over to her, since he

had been there for long. At this moment, Oscar thought she might be happier when she was with

Doyle.

"Dad?" Salem called out to his father. He didn't understand why Oscar would take him out of the house

without Una. Although Una was taking a piano lesson now, he still didn't understand, let alone why he

was brought to the airport. He was wondering whether his father would take him to the plane.

At that moment, he saw that beautiful lady in the distance.

In fact, he had found that his father's eyes had been looking at her, but Oscar did not come close to her

as if he was afraid of being found by her. Until she went to the security check, Oscar took him in his

arms and moved closer.

Oscar had been silent, with his eyes fixed on that lady all the time. Even though she finally saw them,

Oscar still remained silent.

Now she had gone, and his dad was still standing there, motionless.

Salem couldn't help calling him.

"Wave your hand, Sal." Said Oscar.

Wave your hand to wish your mom a pleasant journey and all was well.

Salem don't understand, but still waved his arms, as if he was saying goodbye to someone.

"Dad?" Ann waved for a long while.

"Mhm."

Then they turned around and left.

Besse and Doyle were waiting inside a VIP room at the airport. They were killing time with their smart

phones.

Besse's mind was all about Oscar and Salem, who were outside there looking at them a moment ago.

She couldn't forget Oscar's eyes, with a great sense of loneliness in there eyes.

For a second, she even had an illusion that she had abandoned that man in a cruel way.

And she remembered what Manuel had told her before.

She should learn about her past, not Bessie's past, but Hannah's past.

Besse looked back at Doyle. She was wondering whether Doyle would lie to her.