In a Love Nest with the Aloof CEO

“How would I know? In any case, it had to be a family member of yours. It was a fancy car.”

A fancy car? It must've been Tobias, then.

I don’t know anyone else who drives a fancy car apart from him. Or could it have been Jeremy? Oh, dream on. As if that b*stard would do anything for anyone but himself.

Skylar whipped out her phone only while making her way back home and found several missed calls from Tobias.

She then called him back only to hear an especially disgruntled voice. “You just got a new phone, but it still takes you that long to answer it?” “I silenced it and kept it in my purse,” Skylar explained. “I've just checked it. Where's my mother?”

Tobias sounded slightly taunting. “What's the point in you knowing? It's not like you want to see her.”

He's keeping me on my toes even up till now? Skylar couldn't take it. “I want to see her. She's still my mother, after all, so please tell me where she is. Where have you taken her?”

Delighted to hear Skylar using the word “please,” Tobias gave her the hospital address.

“You should think this through, though. She's not in her best mental state at the moment.”

“Okay,” Skylar responded half-heartedly and hung up before Tobias had even finished.

You're heartless.

Spotting an ATM by the roadside, she took out the black card Tobias had given her and withdrew a thousand in cash. Then, she dropped by a fruit stall and bought a fruit basket.

Memories of her past were so vague that the young woman didn't know what her own mother enjoyed eating.

At the same time, Tobias stared at the notification of a one-thousand cash withdrawal on his phone and smirked.

Skylar was possibly the thriftiest woman he had ever met. She had only used one thousand despite having kept the card for so many days. After that, Skylar carried the fruit basket to Haywest Hospital and obtained Miranda's ward number from the psychiatric department's receptionist.

At the door to Miranda's ward, a young, handsome, and gentle-looking man, who was dressed fashionably, stood there waiting.

The man’s eyes seemed oddly familiar to Skylar as though they had once met.

“Hey there, pretty lady. You must've gotten the wrong room.” The man stopped Skylar just as she placed her hand on the door handle.

Skylar glanced at the ward number, making sure she wasn't mistaken. “Nope, my mom's just been hospitalized. This is her ward.”

Sheldon eyed the woman before him with curiosity. Why would Tobias be interested in a girl whose mother just came out of prison?

Still, Sheldon refused to let Skylar in. He merely leaned against the door frame with a seemingly innocent smile.

“You can head in, but tell me, what's going on between you and my brother?”

“Your brother?” Skylar gazed at the young man in surprise.

Oh, it's no wonder their eyes look so alike! Although this guy looks a little softer.

Sheldon nodded. “Yup. My dear older brother's the one who made me pick her up from prison first thing in the morning. My name's Sheldon.” The man extended a hand toward Skylar, and she shook it. “I'm Skylar Jones — a friend of your brother's.”

Upon hearing Skylar's name, Sheldon thought back to what Avery had asked him that day.

This caused him to freeze up momentarily. What is my brother doing with such a trashy woman?

Compared to Tanya, he despised schoolgirls who sold their bodies to men. Aren't you taking the phrase “robbing the cradle” a little too far, Tobias?

Sheldon suddenly became aloof, and his smile vanished. “Your mother's been sedated, so she’s fast asleep. Go on in.”

Skylar noticed the change in Sheldon’s behavior upon hearing her name. He now looked at her as though she was an eyesore.