Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 378: You Are Kiki

Frost Moore’s complexion wasn’t looking good.

"Mr. Grant has a wife, so don’t keep focusing on my sister, it’s too frivolous."

Did Craig Landers guess something?

Why does it seem like he’s always making veiled accusations?

"Sorry."

Craig Landers glanced at Frost Moore but didn’t say much and calmly apologized.

Everyone at the table began eating quietly again.

Sarah Moore restrained her emotions and started tasting those strong-flavored dishes.

Amelia Miles looked at her, then at Craig Landers, her long eyelashes slightly drooping as she absent-mindedly ate.

Is Sarah Moore really Leia Quinn? Should she confirm it?

A forkful of food appeared on her bowl, and Amelia slightly raised her eyes, meeting Damon Hawke’s deep, dark gaze.

He’s taking care of me.

Amelia felt blissful inside and smiled at him.

No matter what challenges lie ahead, she believes everything will turn out well.

After dinner, Damon Hawke had to leave.

But Amelia Miles couldn’t leave with him just yet.

"Mommy, I really wish you could go back with us."

Bea pouted, feeling a bit unhappy.

Amelia Miles touched his little head and smiled, "Be good, just be patient a little longer. Once Uncle Moore cures Daddy, Mommy will always be with you."

"Uncle Moore, we entrust Daddy’s illness to you."

Dominic Hawke looked at Frost Moore and reminded him like a little adult.

"Not only is Sarah Moore handsome, but he’s also an excellent doctor. I’m sure he can cure Daddy quickly, right?"

Bea spoke sweetly, flattering Frost Moore.

"Yes, rest assured, both of you. I will definitely cure your dad and reunite your family soon."

Frost Moore looked at the two identical little faces and couldn’t help but smile.

His initially bad mood lifted.

"I’ll take them home now."

Damon Hawke told Amelia Miles before leaving the club with the two little ones.

Craig Landers didn’t want to leave so soon, but his phone rang.

It was a call from his mother.

She asked him to return home because his father’s health was not good.

Thinking about some matters, Craig received the call expressionlessly and left the club.

"Elly, you should go back too."

Seeing Amelia Miles still staying with her at the club, Sarah Moore spoke up.

"No rush, I’ll accompany you and Coco a bit longer."

Amelia’s apricot eyes flickered as she took the little milk bundle from the nanny and accompanied the Moore siblings back to the room.

"Brother, rest early, don’t study the cases too late."

At the door, Sarah Moore reminded Frost Moore.

Frost Moore nodded and glanced at Amelia Miles, "Miss Grant, please go back early too, don’t disturb my sister’s rest."

What he said was indeed quite blunt.

Amelia Miles smiled, "Yes, I know Mr. Moore is a protective brother. I’ll leave once I confirm something."

After confirming something with her own eyes, she’ll definitely go back immediately.

Amelia Miles followed Sarah Moore into the private room.

"Brooke, you should take a shower first, I’ll play with Coco."

Amelia prompted Sarah Moore to shower first.

"Okay."

Sarah Moore agreed without hesitation, picked up her change of clothes, and went to the bathroom.

Amelia watched her disappear from sight, her apricot eyes sparkling.

She remembered Leia Quinn had a black mole on her chest.

When they used to bathe together, she’d joked with her, saying the black mole was sexy.

When with her husband, it would surely catch his eye.

Soon, she’ll find an opportunity to see if Sarah Moore’s chest also has such a black mole!

The little one in her arms whimpered, probably hungry.

Sarah Moore had the nanny make milk powder for the little one, while she played with him.

Not long after, Sarah Moore returned from her shower.

She wore a white bathrobe and had her wet hair draped.

The little one in her arms was already drowsily drinking milk.

Amelia signaled the nanny to clean up too, then placed the little one in the inner room.

Once the nanny obliged, Amelia moved behind Sarah Moore, who was blow-drying her hair, and took the hairdryer from her.

"Brooke, let me blow your hair for you."

Sarah Moore was slightly surprised and looked back at her, "Elly, why are you being so nice to me?"

"Because you remind me of my best friend."

Amelia smiled, "Like when we lived together, I always helped her dry her hair."

Hearing this, Sarah Moore recalled past memories.

Back then, she and Amelia were closer than sisters.

They ate, slept, and went to school together.

Once, they even decided not to marry and live together forever.

But unfortunately, life is unpredictable.

Who would have thought Amelia would get pregnant before marriage, and she would nearly lose her life at sea?

Sarah Moore felt warmth in her hair but sighed inside.

Amelia silently blow-dried her hair, fingers slowly moving down.

Her gaze unwittingly drifted to Sarah Moore’s collar.

The white bathrobe didn’t cover her chest completely.

She could faintly see the charming sight of her chest.

Sarah Moore, having just showered and being indoors, wasn’t wearing a bra.

Pretending to dry the ends of her hair, Amelia slightly adjusted the collar.

Her gaze fell on her chest—a grain-sized black mole was noticeable.

Amelia’s hand froze, her heart stirring.

Is it Kiki!

Could Sarah Moore actually be her best friend Kiki?

"Oh, Elly, that’s hot."

Sarah Moore felt a burning sensation on her neck, hissed, and moved forward.

She turned around to say something to Amelia.

But she saw Amelia gazing at her excitedly, her eyes slightly red.

"Elly, what’s wrong?"

Amelia turned off the hairdryer, set it aside.

Her gaze fixed on Sarah Moore’s face.

"Kiki, are you Kiki?"

Sarah Moore’s expression stiffened, seeing Amelia’s tears, quickly looked away.

"No, Elly, you’ve got the wrong person."

"How could I mistake you?"

Amelia grasped her hand, "Brooke, let’s not say your mannerisms and Kiki are almost identical, but even the black mole on your chest is the same, yet you claim you’re not Kiki?"

"It’s just a coincidence."

Sarah Moore bit her lip, not daring to face Amelia.

"Coincidence? Fine."

Amelia pulled two strands of Sarah Moore’s hair, "I’ll conduct a paternity test with Coco, to see if you two are related."

She refused to believe Sarah Moore wouldn’t tell the truth today.

"Elly!"

Sarah Moore’s eyes reddened, quickly grabbing Amelia’s arm as she moved toward the room and closed her eyes.

"Yes, I’m Kiki."

At this point, she couldn’t hide the truth.

Her heart also inexplicably felt relieved.

She could finally reunite with her old friend.