Shackles Love Hot Daddy
Chapters 77. Searching for a Trace of Life

Getting the green light that her husband gave her made Sharron even more excited. This morning after preparing breakfast, she asked permission to go to Noelle's apartment. Before that, Sharron tried to talk about Noelle's plans to work for Darrell's company.

"Honey, I didn't know that Noelle these past few weeks was no longer a sugar baby. If you have a job vacancy, can it be given to Noelle?"

The deg!

Apparently the young girl had given up after the incident that night. Good riddance!

"Darling, you heard no?" ask Sharron again.

"Later I'll talk to Alan. He knows the needs of the company. Patience, yes!"

"Yes, okay. Then I'll go first. Doesn't matter if I take a taxi?"

"Yes. Be careful on the road. Don't forget to let me know if you come home late. I don't want you to go or go home without a message."

The cup!

Sharron peeked at her husband's cheek, but the man grabbed his wife's hand.

"Why just there? So ticklish!"

"I'll be late, honey. I'm afraid that Noelle's going to find a job."

Darrell pointed at his lips. "Just a second. In here!"

"Ck, you've always been like that. Alright. Just for a second."

Sharron no longer gave a kiss, but a hot kiss in the morning. It was good enough to do such a forced routine.

"It has. I'm leaving first."

Darrell smiled with satisfaction at his wife's behavior. In a few days, he plans to invite Sharron to go to the hospital to check their health conditions. The pregnant program will be called for the Wesley family to have offspring.

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Pressing the bell repeatedly Sharron had done, but there had been no sign of the door being opened yet. Sharron could have gone straight into the apartment, but she wanted to know if Noelle was inside or not.

Chequek!

"Sharon! You just interrupt my sleep" Noelle protested.

Sharron closed the door again then walked in and sat down on the living room sofa.

"You are, the more here you become lazy. You said you wanted to work? I've been talking about this with Darrell. He needs to negotiate with Alan first."

"Ck, you weird assistant! When was the day he offered me, but until now there has been no clarity."

"Noelle, don't worry! Darrell must have given you a place. Trust me!" Sharron patted Noelle on the shoulder to give her strength.

"Thank you, Sharron. Um, tumben early in the morning you've come. Is there anything important?" Noelle instead took a drink for her guests, but raised her feet up on the sofa. He then huddled there.

"I want to find out the truth about my life, Noelle."

"Wait on! Whatchu mean?"

"I'll find my parents again. Darrell has supported me. Don't you want to find your parents?"

The deg!

It's been a long time since the incident happened to her, Noelle no longer wants to know who her family is. He was already resigned to the fate line that he had to live. She had already felt the bitterness of life so Noelle no longer wanted to search for their whereabouts. When we meet, it's just a coincidence.

"I don't want to look for them, Sharron. Maybe I am just a child of the incapable. Maybe they dumped me for not wanting my presence. You're afraid that meeting them isn't what I expected."

The disappointment of life that was obtained made Noelle shrivel. He is also used to living alone. He will also be embarrassed if his parents know that his life is not far from the word ******. They would feel even more sorry if they knew the truth.

"Yes, okay. I'll take a shower first."

"Hm, by the way, why did you stop being a sugar baby?"

The deg!

"Oh, I just want a temporary vacuum. I mean, I tried my luck working for the company."

Sharron did not need to ask anymore for that reason was more than enough. Noelle moved from the sofa to her room. He just woke up from watching a movie last night. Noelle must immediately prepare to deliver Sharron to her destination.

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They're here now. An orphanage located in an old building relics of the past. However, the building was still standing firmly. Some of the children still live here.

"Sharron, are you sure you'll find the answer here?" Noelle caught a glimpse that this was like a building that had never been used at all.

"I remember it here. Let's just try, how?"

The two then went in to meet the caretaker. All the data about him must still be neatly stored there.

An old woman had just walked out of the room and passed by them. For a moment the old woman looked fixedly at Sharron's face then turned to Noelle.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Ehm, can I meet with the caretaker of this home?" ask Sharron.

"I'm sorry, if I may know what it's for?"

"Ehm, I want to ask about the data of the orphanage children who entered about 15 or 20 years ago. Can you help me?" sharron asked with hope.

"Are you one of the orphanage children here?" The middle-aged woman continued to interrogate Sharron. He didn't want anyone to take advantage of a situation like this. That is why every guest who comes, the question is not far around people who live in the home environment. Even if he is not a resident of the orphanage, at least he carries a special letter stating that he can get access to important information like this.

"Yes, Madam. Can you help me?"

Noelle was only speechless at Sharron's efforts. There was little enlightenment that he also wanted the same thing to find his parents. But he doesn't remember anything from the past. Only a wound and a hospital are remembered. After that, there was nothing he could remember anymore.

"Let's go into my room!" take the old woman.

Sharron felt that this old woman had been living in this parlour for decades, but why could Sharron not remember it? It might be because this house used to have problems so Sharron only remembered the problems obtained from the entirety of the residents of this orphanage.

"Sit down!"

Sharron and Noelle were sitting right in the chair in front of the woman's desk.

"What year did you come here?"

The deg!

Sharron looked closely at Noelle. He tried to remember.

"Ehm, 2002 year range, ma'am. Maybe it could be more. Exactly I forgot," replied Sharron.

"What's your name?"

"Sharron Alexandria."

At first glance the old woman remembered it by looking fixedly at Sharron's face. Every now and then his gaze was fixed on Noelle who seemed silent and did not care about anything that happened. It turns out that Noelle was trying to remember her past story until she was stranded in a city as big as Mexico City.

The old woman tried to pick up some old books that were on the shelf right behind her desk. It was so long ago that the old woman had to wear glasses to read it.

Going by name is not easy. Moreover, must find a name that is estimated 20 years ago entered this home. It took a long time to follow it too. Sharron was very worried about not being able to find any trace of his life from this place.