Chapter 460: Chapter 460

She and Kyle...is it really impossible for them to have children? Mabel Quinn thought in a daze. If it’s because of Kyle’s illness, then is there another way to have a child? Or perhaps one day, if Kyle’s condition gets cured, they could have a child too?

"What’s wrong? What are you thinking about?" His voice interrupted her daze.

"Nothing." She snapped back to reality, telling herself once again not to think about children anymore. Even if she never has children for the rest of her life, it doesn’t matter. She and Kyle could always adopt an orphan and be just as happy.

The three of them entered a Chinese fast-food restaurant. They ordered a kids’ meal for the little boy, which came with a small toy, and Mabel and Kyle each got a combo meal.

Since it was the weekend, the restaurant was quite crowded, and there were many parents dining with their children. Although the little boy could hold a small spoon and feed himself, he was still prone to making a mess, so Mabel couldn’t help but assist, wiping his mouth and hands, and half-feeding him.

Kyle watched the interactions between Mabel and the little boy from the side, a complex look flashing through his eyes. "You seem to be good at taking care of children," he said.

"Well, we used to have neighbors who had kids. Sometimes when the adults were out and I happened to be home, I would help watch them, so I guess I’ve got some experience," she said with a smile.

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The restaurant had set aside a small area for kids to play, where they could play inside while the adults watched from outside. Mabel noticed there were several children playing there, the youngest one even smaller than Brandon. So she said to Kyle, "I’ll accompany Brandon to play for a while."

Kyle watched Mabel leading the little boy over, his eyelashes trembling slightly, his eyelids half-lowered as he murmured to himself in a voice only he could hear, "Mabel, I can give you everything, except for a child. If you understand everything, would you blame me?"

His words were answered by the joyful laughter not far away.

Mabel and Kyle took little Brandon to the police station. Since they had already contacted the station on the phone before, as soon as they explained their purpose upon arriving, the police immediately knew what was going on.

Still, following protocol, they needed to take statements. It was fine when taking the statements of the little boy and Mabel, but when it came time to record the name of the person reporting, Kyle said his name, and the officer was immediately stunned.

"What’s your name?" the officer taking the statement asked again.

"Kyle Kinston." Kyle replied flatly.

Then Mabel saw the officer’s eyes suddenly widen. After staring at Kyle in silence for ten seconds, the officer abruptly stood up and stammered, "Kyle...Kyle Kinston...Elder Kinston?! Please, wait a moment. I’ll bring the Director right away."

The officer then rushed into one of the offices, and before long, the Director came hurrying out.

He really was hurrying out, even a bit out of breath.