Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 613
Tears trickled down Timothy's hand as Ginger found solace in his arms, weeping
profusely.
He couldn't fathom the source of her abundant tears.
She appeared to be quite the sensitive little one!
Ginger's cries were gentle, almost like a whimper. Although Timothy usually
couldn't tolerate children crying, he found his heart melting at the sight of
Ginger's tears.
Timothy stood still, tenderly holding Ginger. As a person who usually kept to
himself, he felt as though he had ventured into unfamiliar territory. After all, he
had never comforted a child before.
A tension settled over the atmosphere.
Turning to Matthew, Timothy inquired, “Could you please explain what is
happening here?”
“Mr. Barrett, we're not entirely sure either. It's quite surprising that a child like her
managed to wander off and hide in this place. Our staff searched the vicinity but
couldn't locate her.”
Timothy's lips tightened. “But she claimed someone was trying to kidnap her.”
“Mr. Barrett, that's simply not the case. Why would our hotel staff have any
motive to kidnap a child? She likely became frightened by our staff and
mistakenly believed they were attempting to take her away.”
Timothy shifted his gaze to the tearful Ginger in his arms. “Do you remember who
was trying to take you away? Can you describe what they looked like?”
Ginger's crying eventually stopped, and she wiped away the moisture from the
corners of her eyes, her eyelashes clumped together with remnants of tears.
With red, puffy eyes, Ginger cast a pitiful gaze at Timothy. “I couldn't see clearly,
but they were dressed
like him.”
Upon hearing this, Timothy shot a cold glance at Matthew. “You better provide a
plausible explanation.”
“Mr. Barrett, this is all just a misunderstanding. Our intention wasn't to kidnap her;
we were simply trying
to locate her. After all, children her age can get scared and say things that aren't
true.”
“I'm not lying!” Ginger protested, feeling increasingly aggrieved. “Please, mister,
you have to believe me.”
Timothy gazed at her. “I do believe you.”
Just then, a striking woman named Lena Kimmel approached. “What's
happening? I heard a child went
missing.”
Matthew replied respectfully, “Yes, Ms. Kimmel, a child did go missing. However,
she claimed that someone from our hotel was trying to abduct her. How could
that be possible?”
Lena nodded, casting a glance at Ginger nestled in Timothy's arms. She smiled
and stated, “Mr. Barrett, as Matthew mentioned, there's no motive for our staff to
kidnap a young girl.
Timothy realized he wouldn't get any answers at the moment. He simply walked
away, carrying Ginger in
his arms.
Once they were gone. Lena's demeanor shifted.
“What a bunch of dingbats! You can’t even kidnap a little child. What good are
you all?” she berated.
“Ms. Kimmel, none of us anticipated this little girl would be so cunning. She
seemed compliant at first. but in the blink of an eye, she disappeared and even
managed to hide in a coffin. Who could have predicted that?”
“How incompetent! Besides, what's the connection between this girl and
Timothy?”
“I'm not entirely sure, perhaps they arrived together,”
“Where's Caleb?”
With that, Lena turned and headed toward the basement.
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Meanwhile, Timothy escorted Ginger back to his room.
He settled her on the sofa and gazed down at her. “Were you scared?”
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She was quite the tough little crybaby.
Timothy felt somewhat helpless. “How did you get my phone number?”
“Mister, I found your business card in the car.”