Her child and ~

"Young miss."

"The person you wanted to find has been located. He is currently working as a waiter in a club, and his five-year-old son is enrolled in a middle-level kindergarten."

The butler spoke in a respectful tone, his gaze fixed on the young woman sipping her wine. Her eyelids fluttered as she lifted her gaze. So, five years had passed since her death. Helena Long sighed with a heavy heart.

Her poor son had been living without a mother for five years!

She felt her nose tingle, and tears welled up in her eyes. John, the Long family's butler, was taken aback by the sight of his young mistress crying upon hearing the report.

"Young miss..." He called out to her in a concerned tone. Helena stiffened slightly and then placed her wine glass on the tray folder of the car.

She was now on her way to Beijing, where her son and husband resided.

For them, she had left six years ago, but for her, it had only been a year!

Yes, she had transmigrated. Helena gazed out the car window. Her life was like the white clouds in the sky - seemingly paused in one place.

Memories of the past flooded her eyes like a torrent of rain.

The only daughter of the wealthy Chen family, she lived a life of privilege, never questioning the lavish lifestyle she was accustomed to.

However, her world was turned upside down when she discovered that her privileged upbringing was a mere illusion orchestrated by those she considered her closest relatives.

The Chen family, deeply superstitious, had heeded the words of a shaman, leading them to swap their biological daughter with another. Blinded by the affection showered upon her, she failed to recognize the fakeness that surrounded her.

If she could turn back time, she would confront her past self to urge, 'think with your brain, not with breasts.' 

Lacking the shrewdness of Chen's, she had inherited their superstitious beliefs, blindly accepting them without question.

Misled by her cousin, she feigned love for a poor university student and entered into a marriage, hoping to transfer her perceived bad luck onto him and then divorce him.

However, an unexpected accident led to their intimacy, resulting in an unplanned pregnancy. 

At that time, she contemplated killing the baby. The thought of her intentions at the time sent shivers down her spine. If her so-called cousin hadn't fed her another lie, she would have already committed the unthinkable act of killing her own child.

No, she had already become a murderer in her mind when she thought about killing her son. 

Now, she could only seek forgiveness from her son and that man. She opened her eyes to escape from those haunting memories. Her palms sweated with the increase in her heartbeats. 

"Please drive as fast as you can," she ordered the driver.

She was desperate to see her son. She wanted to make amends for all the wrong she had done.

She also wanted to collect the debts owed to her by all those animals. Her eyes turned cold. No one would escape her reach, not even cats and dogs.

.

. . 

At the entrance of the Gucci clothing store.

"I... I am sorry. I didn't see you," a young child, probably around five years old, apologized sheepishly. His large, round eyes welled up with tears as he looked at the annoyed middle-aged woman before him.

If this were an ordinary woman with a touch of compassion, she would have been disarmed by the child's adorableness. But Amber Wu was no ordinary woman. She let out a string of profanity, drawing a crowd to the scene.

"How dare you stain my dress? Do you have any idea how much this costs?" she shrieked, pinching the child's ears, causing him to cry out in pain.

"Huhu... you're the one who ran into me, and now you're bullying a child," Helix Chu wailed, rolling around on the ground. In reality, the child wasn't hurt that badly, but he knew how to play the part, switching between tough and vulnerable.

Faced with an overwhelming display of cuteness and pity, the people surrounding him would sympathize. That was the child's plan all along before he burst into tears.

Unexpectedly, the child was too pure to understand the darkness of the world. The crowd was angered at first, seeing the child being bullied. But after seeing the face of a middle-aged woman, all of them clenched their mouths shut.

Who didn't know Amber Wu in this area? She was the wife of the owner of this mall. They never wanted to offend her for an unknown child.

It was better to fall on her positive lists. Thinking about that, some of their eyes flickered with calculative lights.

"Madam Wu, this brat looks unruly. Don't waste your air for him," someone said with a sugar-coated smile.

"I am not unruly," Helix stopped crying and retorted to the speaker. Despite the child's naughty appearance, he knew being called unruly was not good. If people called him unruly, that meant his father didn't teach him well. Helix clenched his little fists.

No! The child's father was the best in the universe.

"See, see... I wonder if his mother taught him basic ethics. Is this how a child spoke to an elder?" Amber Wu laughed with disdain that seemed to be subjected to his mother. Helix stiffened to speak.

"Mother..." his eyes turned red, and tears streamed down. This time, he really cried. Mother was the only word he hated and yearned for daily.

Despite his father not telling him anything, he knew that his mother abandoned him.

So he hated his mother.

Seeing all his friends show off foods made by their mothers at kindergarten, he secretly yearned for a mother.

But the child knew he must never ask his father about his mother. Once his father was drunk, the child asked about his mother. The words from his father at that time still lingered in the child's ears.

"She left... left with my beating heart."

So he feared his father would also leave him, stealing the child's heart. He was okay with giving his heart to his father. But he didn't want his father to leave him like his mother.

Was the child greedy? Then sorry god, the child couldn't understand greed, hehe.