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Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 611
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Chapter 611 Timothy had never imagined finding himself in a scenario where he'd be escorting a young child from the airport to a hotel.

He certainly wouldn't confess that his decision was swayed by the child's resemblance to someone else Ginger turned her head toward him. “Mister, are you interested in my mommy too?" Timothy raised an eyebrow. “You're thinking too much.” “Mister, my mommy is really pretty, and many people try to win her over. But Mister, you seem nice. | could ask my mom to let you skip the line.” Timothy's patience reached its limit. He glanced at Heath. “You handle this.” Aftera all he had no interest in Ginger’s mother whatsoever.

He was simply prompted by Ginger’s familiar appearance, compelling him to perform a small act of kindness.

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Heath swiftly interjected from the passenger seat, saying, ‘Hey there, sweetie. Mr. Barrett simply wants to reach out to your mom to arrange for her to pick you up.

“We just want to ensure your safety, considering we're the ones who brought you here from the airport.

Ginger recited a sequence of numbers. However, upon Heath dialing the number, it produced a busy tone, indicating that the phone was switched off Turning to Timothy, Heath asked, It's tumed off. What should we do?" Timothy, too, was at a loss. He gazed at Ginger seated beside him and asked, “What's your mom's name? We can ask the hotel staff to assist us in locating her room.” Ginger wiggled her small feet, her large dark eyes darting around. “Mister, my mommy works here at the hotel. | know how to find her. Goodbye, Mister” This time, Ginger had ventured out to find her dad without her mom's knowledge: Consequently, she had no intention to reveal her mom's name, especially since her mom wasn't present With her chubby little hand, Ginger opened the car door and hurriedly made her way toward the hotel, her

steps unsteady.

Timothy glanced at her briefly before turing his attention away, preparing to head to the underground parking lot. He shut his eyes for a short rest.

“Mr. Barrett, its not safe for such a young child to go find her mother alone, especially in a place like Xanier Island where there are all sorts of people. What if she encounters someone with malicious intentions and ends up in trouble?” Frustrated, Timothy opened his eyes. “Why don't you consider a career switch and become a nanny?” Nonetheless, Timothy's attention was drawn to the red umbrella lying beside him, forgotten by Ginger. He rubbed his temples in frustration. “Stop the carl” Initially, he had no time to spare for taking care of Ginger, let alone locating her mother.

However, Ginger's face, strikingly similar to someone from his past, continued to haunt his thoughts, making it hard for him to stay composed.

As the car came to a halt. Timothy swiftly retrieved the red umbrella and strode toward the hotel entrance.

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Heath hurriedly followed suit; he was aware that Timothy wouldn't simply abandon Ginger in such a situation.

Upon stepping into the hotel lobby, Timothy scanned the area swiftly but found no sign of Ginger.

His brow creased. Where had she disappeared to? How could she vanish without a trace so quickly? Heath wasted no time and approached a nearby hotel staff “Have you seen a young girl, around

three or four years old, entering the hotel alone? She fas RiQtailtaids andiis Sabiany Fsmall backpack.”

The staff member shook their head. “Today we had many guests, including several with children who were dressed similarly to her. We didn't pay much attention. Could it be that this gentleman's child got lost?" Timothy's lips tightened coldly. “No.”

The staff member appeared puzzled, prompting Heath to quickly clarify, “She's not Mr, Barert§ nid, bi were abduainted with her. Can you please check the surveillance

footage?

“I'm sorry, sir, but we can't access the hotel's surveilance-fogtage castially, we dontthavelthe authority to do so.”