The next morning, James got up early to take Bella and Abby to his house.
Looking at the place where she had lived two years ago, Bella had mixed feelings.
“Mummy, what are you looking at?” Abby asked curiously.
Bella smiled and stroked Abby’s hair.
“I’m just looking at where I used to live.”
“Mummy, you lived here before?”
With several bags in his hands, James walked to them and smiled.
“Why are you standing there? Go inside!”
Bella nodded and led Abby into the house.
The moment James put down the bags; he received a call from Tony.
“Boss, our designs have been stolen again.” Tony got straight to the point; he was too anxious for small talk.
“What?” James asked in shock.
“What happened?” Bella asked.
“Something with the designs.”
“Go then. Hurry!” Bella said.
“But you and
