Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 740 The Sudden Appearance of The Evil Teenager

Bianca returned to Norman residence and picked up Tommy. After that, she was just about to go back home when

she suddenly received a call from Rainie's class teacher.

The class teacher sounded very anxious. "Mrs. Crawford, the art teacher took the class to a flower field to do live

sketching today, but Rainie suddenly disappeared. We couldn't reach her on the phone, so did she go home?" "You

couldn't reach Rainie?" After Bianca learned about this, her phone almost slipped out of her hand. She panicked

and immediately called home as well as Crawford Manor.

However, after calling both sides, she was told that Rainie was not there.

Bianca became really anxious and imagined the millions of possibilities such as Rainie being caught by human

traffickers. Trafficked children would get sold and get their limbs chopped off. Worse, she might even have her

organs gouged out to be sold.

When she thought of this, Bianca felt the blood all over her body freeze and solidify.

She was terribly anxious and called Louis. 1

When Lanie found out that his sister was missing, he did not panic.

Instead, he reassured Bianca, "Mom, don't worry. Rainie is a girl who knows what she should and shouldn't do.

Maybe she got lost somewhere because she was playing. Just let the teachers look for her around the place they

were live sketching for now. Have you contacted Dad yet? Since Dad knows a lot of people, I'm sure he'll find Rainie

soon."

Bianca hurriedly contacted Luke. After he found out that his daughter had disappeared, he immediately put down

what he was doing and called the police. He got them to go over and search the location where Rainie went missing

during the live sketching session.

After that, Luke contacted Percy and told him to pay attention to black market transactions to see if any beautiful

young girls were being auctioned.

Both the legal and illegal channels were secretly mobilized at the same time because the Crawford family's most

precious daughter had suddenly disappeared. For a while, the people of A City were alarmed and thought that a big

shot had met with an accident.

In Crawford Manor, everyone was anxiously searching for Rainie.

At the same time, around noon, amidst the flowers.

There was a quiet stone path with dark greenery of lush trees and vegetation. Both sides of the path were lined

with an endless sea of flowers.

The differently colored flowers interlaced across the field, weaving in a thousand different ways.

The place was mellow, full of green leaves and surrounded by flowers. It was stunningly beautiful.

A fair and young girl was hidden in the flower field, her little body standing in front of a drawing board.

Her tender but agile little hands were painting the beautiful flower field.

The little girl looked to be about seven or eight years old. She wore a delicate chiffon dress and had a beautiful

princess-like hairstyle.

On her palm-sized pale face was a pair of spirited eyes that were as clear as a lake. On her eyes were long curly

eyelashes that were like fluttering butterflies when she blinked, looking incredibly cute.

She also had a button nose and cherry blossom lips that made her look like a breathtaking little fairy.

Rainie was painting quietly, occasionally lifting the brush and using it to tap her head. That little movement of hers

beautifully matched the surroundings.

There were colorful butterflies dancing around her. They looked as if they liked her very much, and anyone who

saw this scene would be amazed.

Not far from the flower field, there was an extremely thick 100-year-old banyan tree. Underneath it was a pair of

cold and evil eagle-like eyes locked tightly on the small figure that was quietly painting. Suddenly, a dangerous and

predatory arc curled up on the man's thin lips.

He was like a silent ghost that suddenly appeared in a flash, approaching the girl. He watched her stop painting with

that innocent look on her face. There was a butterfly on her hand and she murmured to it.

"Butterfly, oh butterfly. I want to be a dancer when I grow up, but I also want to be a painter. Which one do you

think I should be?

"Mom and Dad are more lovey-dovey than ever now. The two of them often kiss in front of me and my brother.

Uncle Louis said that they're showing off, but I don't get it. How are they showing off?

"Aunt Sue’s twins are getting more and more beautiful. I think I’d like them to be my brothers’ wives. Do you think

my brothers will like them?

"Simon Holston is so annoying. He pulls on my braids every day and bullies me. How can there be such a bad boy in

this world? Look how nice my brother is. He’s very polite to girls and he treats me even nicer. If only every boy was

as nice as my brother..."

When Rainie was whispering to the butterfly, suddenly, a pair of palms covered her chattering mouth. Rainie did not

even have a chance to shout for help when the man grabbed her by her soft waist and lifted her entire body.

"Boo-hoo..." Rainie struggled desperately but she was held firmly to his chest.

There was a strong smell of blood in her nose and it made her extremely uncomfortable. It made her want to

vomit, but her mouth was covered, so she could not.

The girl’s pure and flawless eyes met a pair of incredibly evil, cold eyes.

It was the eyes of an extremely noble young man who looked to be about 15 years old.

The teenager’s skin was as smooth as porcelain. He had an unparalleled noble temperament and seemed elegant

but also wild. He seemed to have a charm that could bewitch all living creatures.

"Quick, go over there and find that kid for me! I must get my hands on that kid! If we let him get away, well all be

done for!" A fierce voice rang out not far from the flower field.

Rainie's body trembled, and she could only feel the large palm grabbing her becoming even colder.

She did not even dare to breathe too loudly. After a long time, when the voices on the other side got farther and

farther away, the teenager finally let her go.

"What's your name?" the teenager spoke in an English accent. His voice was melodious and sounded like a piano

song.

Rainie looked at his bleeding arm and the hideous wound on it. She took two steps back in fear but kindly reminded

him, "Big Brother, your arm is hurt. You should get it bandaged in a hospital as soon as you can..."

Her art teacher had brought their class out to do some live sketches, but since the place their teacher took them to

had an average view, she sneaked away to look for a more beautiful place to sketch. She did not expect that she

would encounter something like this.

"What’s your name?!" The teenager put Rainie down and asked coldly once more.

A pair of devilish eyes stared at Rainie. He insisted on getting her name.

"M-My name's Rainie Crawford." The young girl, frightened by his appalling aura, told him her name.

Two tall and sturdy men who looked like bodyguards suddenly appeared in front of the teenager. They spoke in a

somewhat anxious tone, "Prince Winstone, the assassins Prince George and Prince Harry sent will get to us soon!

We must leave here immediately!"

The young man, however, remained unhurried. He was tall, and he gazed down at the tiny Rainie. Suddenly, he

took her into his arms and he suddenly pressed his cold lips onto her cherry blossom-like pink cheek!

"Remember my name. My name's Winston MacDonald. We'll meet again, little girl!"

After he said that, the noble and arrogant young man was like a gust of wind, suddenly disappearing into the flower

field with the men in black...

'Winston MacDonald?'

Rainie touched her cheek. She was dumbfounded as she looked in the direction of where he had disappeared into.

Her crimson little mouth pouted. Even though Mommy and Daddy often kissed, why did that teen boy kiss her?

"Rainie, where are you?"

In the distance came Bianca's anxious call. As if she had been dreaming the whole time, the girl came back to her

senses and shouted back at her mother, "Mommy, I'm here..."