As soon as these words fell, a loud and sharp curse came from outside the door.
“Sean, you son of a bitch, give me back my son!”
“You two outsiders, brother and sister, are nothing but a disaster to our village. If it weren’t for you coming here, my son wouldn’t have gone missing.”
“My poor son, Mom will definitely find you.”
…
A woman appeared before everyone, crying and cursing. Cheyenne turned around and saw a woman of average stature, slightly plump with an ordinary face.
She appeared to be around thirty-five or thirty-six years old, wearing a black and white striped coat matched with tight black pants. She wore a pair of thick-soled foam flip-flops.
She looked like a typical urban woman, nothing special.
Behind her was an old man with graying hair, crying with red eyes, the wrinkles on his face becoming more apparent as tears wetted them.
Sean became somewhat scared when the woman appeared, trembling involuntarily and taking a step back.
“Jillian, I… I don’t know what’s going on. I just got home. And my sister is also missing…”
What he wanted to say was if she could give him some time to figure things out before answering, but the woman named Jillian clearly misunderstood it as something else.
With fierce eyes, she looked at Sean coldly and continued to curse, “What do you mean? Your sister is just a fool. If it weren’t for my son being kind-hearted and careful at his young age, who would play with her?”
“Furthermore, my son went missing at your house, and your sister went missing too. Maybe that fool stole my son. Don’t try to blame me for it. Turn the tables on me.”
“If you don’t give me an explanation today, I… I won’t leave your house. Hmph!”
The woman spoke rudely and crossed her arms, sitting on the Lawrence family’s sofa without moving.
The old man who came with her was not as agitated, but he also came to find his granddaughter. “Sean, I know you’re a good kid. It’s not easy for you to live with a foolish sister.”
“But… but Adrianna is our only granddaughter. How can I explain to my son and daughter-in-law if something happens to her?”
Seeing the old man’s eyes turn red, his thin and haggard figure leaning on a cane, Sean felt uncomfortable. “I… I’m sorry, Susan. I promise you I will find your granddaughter.”
“Well… I can rest assured with your words. You know that I’m already eighty-one years old this year. This precious granddaughter is all I have with my old bones.”
In the end, it was concluded that Nora took her granddaughter away. The old man was now using a strategic retreat, asking Sean to hand over the person.
While these two were “having a pleasant conversation” and resolving the issue peacefully, Jillian disagreed on the other side. She rolled her eyes in silence.
“Susan, are you so old that you’ve lost your sense or haven’t understood the seriousness of the situation?”
“Sean’s sister is a lunatic. Who knows if she might suddenly go crazy and harm our child? Look at this pool of blood on the ground. Just the thought that it came from my child makes me want to eat her alive!”
“Well…”
Susan hesitated indeed.
Upon hearing this, Sean’s face turned pale with anger. “No, that won’t happen! Although my sister is sick, she wouldn’t harm anyone.”
“Susan, we have been living here for three years. Don’t you know what kind of person my sister is? The villagers know that she is usually very quiet,” he said.
The people around nodded in agreement.
“Yes, in these three years, we haven’t heard of the Lawrence siblings harming anyone.”
“Exactly, Sean’s sister may be mentally challenged, but she is very well-behaved. Last time I passed by, I saw her sitting by the window, drawing, and she didn’t move the entire afternoon.”
“She even smiled at me…” Everyone agreed that Nora wouldn’t harm a child, but Jillian insisted that Nora had taken the child and made her own demands.
She not only wanted the Lawrence family to find her son but also to compensate her.
Cheyenne had been listening to the whole story for a while now, understanding the ins and outs of the situation. She glanced sideways at the woman sitting arrogantly on the sofa.
She couldn’t help but find it funny. “Why don’t you tell us what kind of compensation you want?” Since Cheyenne appeared, everyone’s gaze had intentionally or unintentionally fallen on her.
Although the woman hadn’t spoken before, she was undeniably beautiful and exuded an air of nobility. She had arrived in a luxury car.
As a tourist village, wealthy people from the city would often come for outings and flower viewing in March.
The villagers had gained some knowledge from these encounters.
That car, a Lamborghini, worth seven figures, was something they had never dared to dream of in their lifetime.
Jillian naturally knew that the woman before her was wealthy and quickly calculated in her mind, her eyes darting around. “What is your relationship with the Lawrence family?”
Cheyenne could tell from her expression what she was thinking, so she didn’t mind revealing her identity. “My surname is Lawrence. What do you think is my relationship with the Lawrence family?”
The Lawrence siblings also having the same surname, this wealthy young lady in front of her seemed to be around the same age as them. She might be their cousin.
Sean was also surprised. He thought his older sister hated them and would never want to acknowledge them again. But now, she was willing to bear the surname she despised.
It was hard not to be moved, but more than that, he felt ashamed.
Sean took a deep breath, regretting his past actions. “Big sister… this matter has nothing to do with you. I can handle it myself.”
Hearing this, Cheyenne looked out the window at the peach tree without turning her head and spoke indifferently, “Since you called me ‘sister,’ how can I stay out of it?”
“Handle it? How are you going to handle it?” She made a dismissive sound, not because she looked down on Sean, but because someone like Jillian, an experienced troublemaker, couldn’t be dealt with by a thin-skinned boy like him.
As for Cheyenne, it just so happened that she had been fighting and brawling since elementary school, earning herself the title of “troublemaker.”
When an old troublemaker encountered her, they would just have to admit their misfortune.
Jillian had planned to take the Lawrence family’s house as compensation, but now that Cheyenne was here to support Sean, she no longer had the confidence.
“How about… a compensation of one million dollars? I only want one million!” The surrounding people froze once again. One… million dollars! She really dared to think that!