Chapter 224
Chapter 224:
At the time, Bobby couldn’t understand why she wanted to take pictures with him, but he didn’t mind. A chance to get a photo with her was something he wasn’t going to pass up.
So, they snapped several pictures together.
Bobby even asked why they weren’t using the flash, doubting that the pictures would turn out well in the dark. But she hadn’t explained it to him.
“Yeah, that’s definitely me, but it’s with my friend,” Bobby said. “Not with the person you’re all talking about…”
Just as he was about to continue, Bobby suddenly stopped mid-sentence. Wait a minute.
What did they just say? They had mentioned that this photo was proof of the eldest daughter of the Morgan family doing something wrong, but now it had somehow turned into a picture of just him and her.
As Bobby looked at Robert’s smile, which shone as brightly as the spring sun, it finally clicked in his mind, though it took him a moment to catch up.
Bobby jumped up from the couch in shock, rushing over to Robert. He grabbed him by the shoulder, urgently asking, “Who’s in this photo?”
Robert was momentarily stunned by Bobby’s intense reaction. After a brief pause, he answered, “It’s you and Fernanda.”
Robert was confused. What was happening with Bobby? Was he losing his mind?
“This is Fernanda? Are you saying this is your daughter, Fernanda Morgan?” Bobby’s fingers clenched tighter around the phone, his knuckles turning pale as if he might crush it in his grasp.
“You’ve finally figured it out.”
At that moment, a soft and familiar voice echoed from the staircase—one Bobby knew all too well. He looked up, and there she was—Fernanda, descending the stairs with a grace that caught his attention immediately.
She wore a flowing chiffon gown, its delicate straps highlighting her graceful curves. The smooth lines of her shoulders and striking collarbones stood out even more against her silky black hair.
Bobby’s hand went slack, and Erika’s phone slipped from his fingers, crashing to the floor. This time, the screen shattered beyond repair.
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“Fernanda, why are you only coming down now?” Robert asked, a playful tone in his voice. “We almost misunderstood and thought you were involved with another guy behind Bobby’s back.”
Fernanda suppressed a sneer. If she hadn’t timed her entrance just right, how could Erika have carried out her little scheme?
She replied casually, “My ankle was sore, so I had to massage it, and it took a bit longer than I expected.”
Robert rushed over to her side, concern clear in his voice. “Are you alright now?”
“I’m fine,” Fernanda said, casually walking over to the sofa and sitting down.
As she settled onto the couch, Fernanda noticed Erika’s phone at her feet and casually picked it up.
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