Putting away the phone, Michael Green restored the network, and they hurried back.
Bella Green held the phone to her chest, still feeling uneasy.
"Dad, will Matthew Lawrence find out?"
She feared that if Matthew Lawrence discovered she contacted the outside, tomorrow when Mason comes to rescue her, would it be against their plan?
Michael Green smiled: "Don’t worry, since it wasn’t noticed at the time, there’s no chance afterwards. Trust your father’s skills."
Bella Green chuckled: "Dad, how come I didn’t know you knew computers? Since you understand technology, why did you work as a laborer back then?"
Michael Green and David Xandrell have always worked hard at construction sites to earn money.
All these years, they have no other skills.
Michael Green laughed: "You think working at a construction site doesn’t require skills?"
Bella Green paused, then laughed too, but her laughter was particularly bittersweet.
She knew that Michael didn’t dare to do this because of her.
For fear of being discovered by Matthew Lawrence, they hid in the small city of Hyattville, doing the hardest work...
Bella Green stepped forward to hug Chloe Johnson and Michael Green, her voice renewed.
"Mom and Dad, after we leave here, you mustn’t leave again, okay?"
The girl choked up, speaking with a bit of pleading.
No matter who her biological parents are, the familial affection and love they’ve given her over the years can’t be fake.
In her heart, no one can change the status of Michael and Chloe as her parents.
Chloe Johnson covered her mouth and immediately burst into tears.
Michael Green looked a bit troubled.
"Child, you call us mom and dad here, but when we leave, you can’t."
Given their identities, it was impossible all these years; moving forward, how can they continue posing as Bella’s parents?
"Dad, what are you saying? You are my parents, regardless of whether we’re here or anywhere else."
Bella released them, speaking somewhat unhappily.
Chloe Johnson wiped her tears and glared at Michael Green in mock irritation.
"Exactly, Bella is the daughter I raised, she is my girl."
Michael Green sighed helplessly at his wife: "You..."
Chloe paid him no mind but still whispered to Bella Green.
"Bella, once we’re outside, you can call us whatever privately, but not when others are around."
Bella Green watched their stubborn demeanor and couldn’t help but laugh silently, offering no response.
"Alright, pack up and prepare, there might be unexpected situations tomorrow, so we need to be ready in advance."
Michael Green said, while helping the mother and daughter wipe their tears.
"There’s no need to pack anything, we’ll get what we need outside, tomorrow we’ll head out lightly."
Bella suggested.
"Yes, yes, there’s nothing to pack, alright, you two take a rest, I’ll go cook. Make sure to eat heartily, so we have energy for tomorrow."
Chloe Johnson was evidently in high spirits, cheerfully heading to the kitchen.
Bella Green initially intended to lend a hand but was stopped.
"Alright, it’d be good if you don’t cause trouble when you go. Lie down and rest well, gather your energy, tomorrow you better not drag behind mom and dad."
Chloe feigned displeasure while speaking.
Bella Green had no choice but to climb into bed, nestling into the warm covers.
A pair of small hands emerged from the blankets, clutching a cell phone.
Bella Green’s lips curved slightly, placing the phone on her chest, as if by doing so, she could stay as close as possible to Mason Bennett...