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“Be good and stay at home.”
With that said, he ended the call. A second later, his phone rang again.
Patrick glanced at the meeting room, knowing that he still needed to continue with the meeting.
“What's the matter, Grandma?”
“Pat, bad news! Your grandpa's missing.”
Patrick's frown deepened. “Get the butler to check the surveillance footage and find out if an outsider
has gone into the house.”
How can this be so coincidental? Juliette went missing, and now, Grandpa is missing too.
He had a sinking feeling that those two incidents were related.
“I did, but we haven't had internet since yesterday, so the surveillance cameras aren't working.”
That coincidental? This must be intentional, then.
However, that was actually the work of Gwendolyn, who had asked her son to cut off the internet at
home so that the two elderly people would not see the news.
Alas, Patrick did not know about that. He dialed a phone number and gave the person on the other end
of the line some instructions.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOnce he was done, he took a glimpse at the time and quickly wrapped up the meeting.
In the meantime, Lucy drove to the kindergarten and parked the car right at the entrance before turning
to look at Gwendolyn. The latter was still panicking, and her tears continued to stream down her face.
“Gwen, are you holding up fine?”
The kindergarten has to bear a certain amount of responsibility for this! How can they just hand the kid
to someone else without needing to ask the parent about it?
Lucy was a more aggressive woman, so she was definitely going to kick up a fuss and make the
kindergarten staff help them find Juliette.
On the other hand, after taking a deep breath, Gwendolyn wiped away her tears and got out of the car.
The two of them hurried into the kindergarten. Julian and Justin were in the head of the kindergarten's
office, and when they saw Gwendolyn, they stood up.
“Mommy, you're finally here.”
What the boys needed now were computers and phones, but those things were at home, so they
needed to rush home.
Only then they could they find where their sister was. Thus, the boys grabbed her hand and began
walking to the exit.
“Mommy, let's go home first.”
Meanwhile, Lucy started arguing with the head of the kindergarten the moment she stepped into the
office. “What's wrong with you? Are you telling me strangers can just pick up the kids and go? Will you
be able to bear the responsibility if anything happens to Juliette?”
The head of the kindergarten calmly replied, “Yes, this is an oversight on our part, but Mr. Peaches
called Ms. Ashton previously. No one picked up, so we asked Juliette to verify her identity. Juliette told
us that she was her aunt and that they were going to visit her sick great-grandpa.”
At that, Gwendolyn took out her phone to scroll through the list and saw that she did have several
missed calls. I must have been driving back then, so I missed them. D*mn it!
“Is this Ms. Peaches' number?”
The head of the kindergarten glanced at it before looking back at the contact he had saved on his
phone.
“That's the one. Ms. Ashton, while we're partly at fault for this, you are too.”
Lucy was irked to hear that. “We're partly at fault for this, but you're the one who's most at fault. You
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmshouldn't have handed the kid over so easily, regardless of who the one who came to pick her up is!”
The head of the kindergarten just kept apologizing. “We've called the cops, and they're looking for her
too.”
In contrast, Gwendolyn was still in a daze as the guilt of not picking up the teacher's call overwhelmed
her.
Justin knitted his brows together. “Mommy, let's go home first. Then, you'll call to ask Great-grandpa
whether or not he's sick. Maybe Juliette really is by his side in the hospital.”
It was only then Gwendolyn recollected herself a little. “Right, right. I should call Grandpa and look for
Felicia. As long as I find her, I'll know where Juliette is.”
They then hurriedly left the kindergarten.
Lucy was the driver again, and Gwendolyn sat in the front passenger seat as she tried calling Michael.
“Grandpa, it's me, Gwen,” she choked out.
“What's the matter, Gwen?”
Gwendolyn could barely keep her cool upon hearing Michael's voice.
“Grandpa, are you sick and in the hospital?”
“No, I'm fine! Why would I be in the hospital? Who did you hear this from? It's fake. Don't cry. I'm fine!”
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