Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 366: Success Without Effort

Sarah Moore handed a glass of water to Amelia Miles, quietly observing her.

Amelia Miles accepted it, thanked her, and took a sip.

What did the maid say this girl’s name was earlier?

Sarah Moore?

Which Sarah Moore?

Could it be...

A phone was handed over with a line written on it, "Are you okay? How did you encounter kidnappers?"

Upon seeing this line, Amelia Miles clenched the water glass.

"I’m not really sure. I came from Sea City to find Mosa, the healer of Moore Pharmaceuticals. I don’t know whom I offended, just got off the plane and was targeted."

Thinking about the incident just now, she still felt lingering fear.

Luckily, she brought four bodyguards.

Without the bodyguards’ cover, she might have already been dead.

She was puzzled by what kind of people they were.

Why was she targeted as soon as she got off the plane?

Was it that they were waiting for her from the start?

Was it premeditated?

Then, only someone who knew her itinerary would’ve arranged outside the airport.

So, was it the likes of Gavin Miles wanting to resolve her outside?

Thinking this might be the case, a trace of coldness flashed in Amelia Miles’s eyes.

"You’re looking for Healer Mosa? What’s wrong with you?"

Another line appeared on the phone screen.

Amelia Miles glanced at it and met Sarah Moore’s concerned yet slightly anxious eyes.

Was she worried about her?

These eyes, why did they resemble the concern of her good friend Kiki?

Amelia Miles looked blankly at the woman in front of her, unconsciously reaching out to remove the veil from her face.

Wanting to see clearly what she actually looked like?

At this moment, a sound came from upstairs.

"Coco woke up looking for mommy?"

"Hum hum ee yah."

Amelia Miles’s hand paused, instinctively looking up.

At the staircase, a young man was slowly coming down holding a five or six-month-old girl.

The man had a slender figure and a handsome face.

He talked softly to the little one while descending. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

This person is...

Amelia Miles stared intently at the man who had reached the first floor, her eyes suddenly brightening.

Before coming, she reviewed information about Moore Pharmaceuticals.

She especially focused on Mosa and Frost Moore, the current head of Moore Group.

Frost Moore usually maintains a low profile and rarely accepts interviews.

Only once did a journalist capture his appearance.

And that appearance completely matched the man in front of her.

So, could this man be Frost Moore, the current president of Moore Group?

Amelia Miles felt a surge of emotion, thinking she found effortlessly what had been hard to find.

Unexpectedly, in avoiding killers, she met a member of the Mercer Family.

Was he married?

Were he and this woman a couple?

"Brooke, there are guests at home?"

Frost Moore walked to Sarah Moore’s side, holding the child, and looked Amelia Miles up and down.

Sarah Moore accepted the child from his arms, casting a glance at Amelia Miles.

Before she could speak, Amelia Miles hurriedly introduced herself, "Hello, President Moore, I am Amelia Miles, here seeking medical assistance. Can I meet your grandfather, Mosa the healer?"

Upon hearing this, Frost Moore frowned, his face darkening.

"Seeking medical help at my home? Seems you’ve got my background all figured out."

Misunderstood!

Amelia Miles quickly explained, "No, President Moore, you’re mistaken. I came from Sea City, just recently pursued by assassins, stumbled upon here by chance. Before coming, I did look into your data, thus recognized you."

"Chased by assassins? Such a coincidence?"

Frost Moore looked skeptical.

"It’s true, President Moore, if you don’t believe, you can check my background. I’m the current CEO of Miles Corporation, there’s no reason for me to deceive you."

Amelia Miles showed sincere earnestness.

Upon hearing Miles Corporation mentioned, something flickered in Frost Moore’s eyes.

His sleeve was lightly tugged, and he looked sideways into Sarah Moore’s clear eyes.

Frost Moore’s eyes moved slightly, then he coughed lightly and said, "My grandfather is away traveling; hasn’t returned yet, I’m afraid Miss Grant might be disappointed."

Upon hearing this, a trace of gloom flashed in Amelia Miles’s eyes, but she quickly perked up.

"It doesn’t matter, I can wait."

She had to wait until Mosa returned.

Otherwise, how would she solve the Gu on Damon Hawke?

"My grandfather’s travels usually last two to three months, potentially extending to eighteen months. You may be able to wait, but the illness likely can’t."

Frost Moore looked at Amelia Miles, asking, "Tell me, who’s ill? What condition makes you travel all the way to Vexia seeking help?"

Upon hearing these words, Amelia Miles gathered herself.

"My fiancé had a car accident, after which he lost all memory, but insists on things contrary to reality. Upon examination, doctors inferred he might have been inflicted with Gu by someone."

"Having heard many knowledgeable individuals exist in Vexia, I utilized the guise of business affairs to come here, hoping to find a remedy for my fiancé’s affliction."

Frost Moore listened attentively, his brow slightly furrowed.

"Are you saying your fiancé was afflicted with Gu? That’s a vicious technique. Your description is too vague; to accurately diagnose, I must personally see the patient."

Indeed!

The mention of Gu was a first for her as well.

Hence, she hoped to invite the healer to personally examine Damon Hawke.

Amelia Miles looked at Frost Moore, with a subtle emotion in her gaze.

"President Moore, I’ve heard Moore Pharmaceuticals plans to seek nationwide partnerships and expand as a chain. Could I invite you to visit Sea City with me, to inspect some prominent enterprises and, in the meantime, examine my fiancé?"

Though Mosa is traveling, Frost Moore remains at hand.

Being Mosa’s grandson, his medical skills surely won’t be inferior.

Was it possible to solicit his assistance?

Upon hearing this request, Frost Moore’s face darkened once more.

"Sorry, I have no plans to visit Sea City, please return."

"President Moore, you’re Mosa’s grandson; saving a life is a significant virtue. I sincerely ask for medical help, whatever conditions you have, I am willing to meet."

Amelia Miles pleaded urgently.

"I said, I’m not going to Sea City."

Frost Moore furrowed his brow, casting a glance at the nearby Sarah Moore.

"Then can I bring my fiancé over?" Amelia Miles asked.

"Sorry, I am very busy; I’m also not my grandfather, my abilities are limited."

Frost Moore repeated with a stern expression.

Amelia Miles’s mouth opened slightly, looking at Frost Moore’s stern face, her eyes darkened with disappointment.

Indeed, she and he were unrelated, he wasn’t obligated to assist her.

"Brother, Coco is hungry."

Suddenly, Sarah Moore blurted out a few words.

The woman’s voice was coarse like a duck, making Amelia Miles involuntarily look at her in surprise.

She could speak?

But why was her voice so unpleasant?

Frost Moore glanced at Sarah Moore, met her somewhat pleading eyes, brows slightly knitted.

After a moment, he looked at Amelia Miles, saying, "Since you’re here, rest a while before leaving, I’ll have the kitchen prepare some food."