Chapter 300

"Mom, can you take me to preschool today?"

Thora had been the one taking Harper to preschool these past few days. But a couple of days ago, Thora had promised Christina that Christina could spend two days with Harper. So for the last two days, Christina had arranged for a nanny to take Harper to school.

Today, Harper thought she would be taken to preschool by the nanny again and looked at Thora with a hint of reluctance in her eyes.

Thora smiled helplessly, her face full of love. "Sure, I'll take you to school today."

Harper nodded vigorously, her face lighting up with a joyful smile.

Watching Harper and Thora disappear from her sight, Christina felt a sharp pain in her heart, an unbearable sadness. William saw everything and felt even more heartbroken.

"Christina, don't worry. Everything will get better eventually."

William tried to comfort her, but to Christina, his words felt empty and powerless. Anyone can offer comforting words, but making them come true is incredibly difficult. So Christina forced a smile, wanting to say something but finding herself at a loss for words.

What could she say? Her daughter didn't recognize her and even spoke harshly to her. This was something that would have been impossible in the past, but now it was happening right in front of her.

"There's something strange going on here. I'll help you figure it out and see if we can find anything unusual."

Seeing Christina remain silent, William sighed softly. After saying this, he stepped forward, trying to take Christina's hand. Christina stepped aside, just missing William's outstretched hand.

Not touching Christina and seeing her cold, distant expression, William felt a sharp pain in his heart and could only force a smile.

"You're not feeling well right now. If you don't want to see me, I'll go to the office. When you feel like seeing me, I'll come back to be with you."

William could see that Christina's emotions were unstable and she didn't want anyone around her. Given what had happened between him and Thora, he was probably the last person Christina wanted to see right now.

After taking a deep look at Christina, William finally turned and left.

Once the living room was empty, Christina covered her face with her hands, silently shedding tears. She could do without William, and the issues at the studio could be resolved slowly. But if Harper never remembered her, Christina would truly fall apart.

Harper was all she had left. If anything happened to Harper, Christina couldn't imagine how she would cope. She didn't know how long she stayed like that, maybe it felt like an eternity, or perhaps just a moment.

Christina wiped away her tears, making sure there were no traces of crying on her face, then left the living room, heading towards the studio. As she opened the apartment door, she saw Clea walking towards her from the garden.

Seeing Clea reminded Christina of the task she had given her earlier. As Clea approached, she greeted Christina with a warm smile.

"Ms. Windsor, I've been keeping an eye on the matter you asked me to handle," Clea said enthusiastically. "Don't worry, Ms. White doesn't seem like a bad person. Every time I pass by them, Ms. White is always very kind to Miss Cavendish. And Ms. White is very considerate. Whether Miss Cavendish recognizes you as her mom or not, she won't be mistreated by Ms. White."

Listening to Clea's words, Christina opened her mouth, unsure of what to say. Clea seemed quite satisfied with Thora. Clea was known to be picky, so if she praised Thora, it meant Thora was indeed good to Harper. But after hearing this, Christina felt even more confused. She couldn't pinpoint why, but something felt off. However, she couldn't say exactly what was wrong.

"Alright," Christina smiled, then reminded Clea, "Please keep an eye on Ms. White for me. It's not that I don't trust her, but since Harper doesn't like me right now, I want to understand what Harper has been doing these days so I can address the issue."

Clea, being just a servant, naturally wouldn't question Christina's arrangements and requests. She agreed readily, "Don't worry, Ms. Windsor. I'll keep you informed of any developments!"

After seeing Clea off, Christina was about to head to the studio when she received a call from her assistant, Zachary.

"Ms. Windsor, our plans are almost ready. The photo evidence is very clear. When should we release the clarification online?"

Christina could hear the excitement and enthusiasm in Zachary's voice, and her previously saddened heart felt a bit better with this good news.

"Have we found a suitable authoritative institution in the industry?" she asked, pointing out the most crucial aspect. Zachary hesitated.

"Sorry, Ms. Windsor. The partners we've worked with before, especially the more authoritative ones, said they need to think about it."

Although Zachary phrased it politely, Christina instantly understood the meaning. They said they needed to think about it, but they really didn't want to get involved. Even with the evidence, these reputable studios didn't want to be dragged into the mess. Even if it could bring them attention, they wouldn't easily take on such matters.

"Ms. Windsor, they're so frustrating!" Not hearing a response from Christina for a while, Zachary felt awkward and quickly tried to lighten the mood. "They don't appreciate how great our studio is! But it's okay. We can release the news ourselves and still get attention without them!"

Listening to Zachary, Christina raised an eyebrow. She had anticipated that no partners would help. But hearing the news still surprised her. However, it wasn't a big deal.

"It's okay," Christina quickly regained her composure, walking forward while rapidly considering alternative plans.