Chapter 809 - 795: Case-Solving Little Detective (25)

Chapter 809: Chapter 795: Case-Solving Little Detective (25)

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Watching this typical "calling the parents over a school fight" scenario suddenly morph into a family reunion, Shirley Lockwood stood off to the side, completely forgetting to cry.

Evan Grayson was equally dumbfounded.

The happiest person in the room, however, was the principal. He had been agonizing over how to explain the situation to Young Master Grayson’s family, but this solved everything. They were one big family!

"COUGH, COUGH..." Having been ignored for quite some time, Tristan Grayson raised a fist to his mouth and coughed loudly. He was hoping to remind his wife that she had probably hugged the man long enough!

Hearing Tristan’s pointed coughing, Mika Summers finally pulled away from Archie Lockwood. Smiling through her tears, she said, "I never expected us to reunite like this, Archie."

Archie reached out and gently wiped Mika’s tears away. His tone was reproving yet filled with affection. "Look how old you are, and you’re still a crybaby."

"That’s enough, you two. I’m still standing right here!" Seeing Archie wipe Mika’s tears with such intimacy, Tristan’s face darkened. He reached out, pulled Mika to his side, and spoke coldly.

Mika gave Tristan a playful shove. Raising an eyebrow, she countered, "So what if you’re here? Archie is back now. Don’t even think about bullying me ever again."

"Honey, that’s so unfair! When have I ever bullied you?"

Archie shot Tristan a provocative look. "Tristan, with me around, you’d better not even think about crossing my sister."

"You two are ganging up on me! Honey, you can’t side with him over your own husband."

Later that day, Archie left with Mika and Tristan to visit Una Sullivan and her husband.

Una and Joseph Summers were still living in the villa that Archie had left for them. Because of this, the moment Archie walked through the door, he couldn’t help but feel as though he had traveled back in time.

He remembered the days when he would bring Mika home. The moment they reached the entrance, Eleanor Bishop would always come running toward him. Back then, he had dodged her in sheer disgust. Thinking back on it now, his heart unexpectedly gave a faint twinge of pain.

"That woman was so heartless and ungrateful. Why am I still thinking about her? Am I just asking for misery?" he thought to himself.

Meanwhile, Shirley hadn’t snapped out of her shock during the entire car ride.

Glaring at Evan as he walked beside her, she raised a fist and scoffed. "Don’t think I’ll let you off the hook just because you’re my cousin now!"

"Heh. Same to you. Don’t think I’ll let you off the hook just because you’re my older cousin."

"Evan Grayson, this isn’t over between us!"

Walking behind the two children, Mika exasperatedly listened to their bickering. She hurriedly interjected, "Alright, alright, enough. Look at the situation, and you two are still fighting! Rory, you loved playing with Kiki when you were little. You two were incredibly close. So, you absolutely cannot fight or argue anymore, do you understand?"

Shirley huffed in displeasure. "Aunt Mika, it’s obviously this brat of yours who was asking for a beating!"

She thought, "Why does he have to be such a busybody? If I want to sleep, I’ll sleep! What the hell does it have to do with him? He just had to poke his nose into my business. Even if I beat him up, he completely deserves it..."

"Mom, do we really have relatives like this? Are you sure you didn’t mistake her for someone else?" Evan asked. His face darkened as he looked at the girl who was suddenly his older cousin, and he frowned in clear dissatisfaction.

"What nonsense are you spouting? There’s no mistake. How could I possibly recognize the wrong person?" Mika scolded gently. "Kiki, do you know why your nickname is Kiki?"

"Why?" Evan asked. Although he hadn’t minded his nickname when he was little, he had grown to detest it as he got older.

He couldn’t understand why his parents insisted on calling him Kiki. No matter how many times he tried to correct them, it was utterly useless.

"That’s because your cousin was born before you," Mika explained. "When she was born, her little belly was so chubby and round, just like a roly-poly, so your aunt decided to nickname her Rory. Later, when you were born, I wanted your name to match hers. Your aunt and I discussed it, and we decided your nickname would be Kiki, like a little bouncy kickball. It felt so festive! Rory and Kiki! HAHAHA... if you put it together, you’re our roly-poly kickball!"

Hearing Mika’s explanation, the corner of Evan’s mouth twitched. He calmly delivered his verdict: "Mom, you guys are ridiculous."

"Not at all! It’s clearly a super adorable combo name!"

Shirley wasn’t quite as calm as Evan. Instead, she caught onto the underlying meaning of her aunt’s words: her nickname had been given by her mother. Furthermore, her aunt knew her mother?

[Author’s Note: The New Year is fast approaching, and Eleanor Bishop’s storyline will wrap up in the next few days. Once her arc is finished, everyone can enjoy the holidays in peace! HAHAHA... Tomorrow, our Miss Rory will finally uncover the truth.]