Chapter 1195

"The problem is…" Grace said with a sigh as she watched Cliff sleep peacefully. "Even if I scold or smack him, he doesn't remember anything! He's too young." Oliver chuckled through the phone. "That's why you should do it now, while he's too young to remember. Once he's older, he'll hold on to those memories." The couple spent the next ten minutes joking about disciplining Cliff. By the time Oliver reached his hotel, they finally ended the call. Grace sighed softly, glancing at the adorable, bubble-blowing face of her little boy. She murmured fondly, "You're just too cute. I could never bring myself to do it." Meanwhile, Oliver entered the elevator, his expression turning serious. He asked, "Did you find the address?" "Mr. Jefferson, we'll have it for you by tomorrow," came the response. "Good. And set up a meeting with Jeremiah for me," Oliver added. ... The following evening, Owen arrived at Oliver's hotel. "Mr. Jefferson, we've located Maya's residence, but she's not there.