The face in front of him really looked too much like Cheyenne’s. Even if the man didn’t need to look at a photo, he could tell that the little girl was indeed Cheyenne and Kelvin’s precious daughter.
She was really good-looking, fair and tender like a doll in a poster, very adorable just by looking at her.
But with such ruthless and cruel parents, as their daughter, why should the little girl be able to grow up safely and healthily?
The corner of the “lady’s” eyes lifted in a smirk, as if she was smiling. However, Cierra couldn’t help but feel that this aunt’s smile was even scarier than the “ghost” on the computer screen just now.
The little one widened her eyes and asked again, “Auntie, are you really from the hospital?”
The “lady” nodded and tried to make her voice sound gentler, introducing herself with a slightly hoarse voice, “Little one, I am a friend of your uncle. He told me that you were alone in the office.”
“He won’t be back for a while, so he asked me to come find you.”
“Come, open the door, I will take you to find your mommy.”
He had never been so “gentle” with any woman before, whether it was the ones he had taken care of in the past or the ones he had to please for survival. The little girl in front of him was the first.
However, Cierra remained unmoved and instead wrinkled her little face, murmuring her doubts softly, “Auntie, your voice…”
The person at the door suddenly stiffened, his eyes flashing a hint of guilt.
What was wrong with his voice?
Was it… exposed?
Cierra smiled sweetly at him and said in a soft voice, “Auntie, you must have a cold, that’s why your voice is so hoarse, right?”
Upon hearing this, the person visibly paused for a moment, then secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had overestimated this little girl.
Thinking this, he couldn’t help but sneer.
She was only two and a half years old this year, how could he expect her to be as smart and sharp as Cheyenne?
Cierra then earnestly started preaching, “Auntie, because you have a cold, that’s why you’re wearing a mask, right?”
“I had a cold in the summer last time, it was so uncomfortable… My mom said taking medicine is bad for the body, so she made me ginger soup.”
“It was spicy and not tasty at all, completely different from cola. Actually, I think drinking cola helps to get better faster, Great-grandpa said it’s like using poison to fight poison.”
“Unfortunately, I don’t have cola here. Auntie, can you help me buy a bottle downstairs? I have money… hehe…”
The little chatterbox mischievously fished out a coin from the pocket of his hoodie and handed it to him.
“I found this in the corridor just now, Auntie, can this buy cola?”
The man looked at the coin in his palm somewhat speechless… He really wanted to use this coin to shut the little girl’s mouth.
She talked too much!
In the end, he did just that, swiftly flipping his palm to forcefully push open the door and covering Cierra’s mouth.
Cierra widened her eyes in shock, feeling uncomfortable with her mouth covered and let out a couple of grunts.
“You… bad… bad auntie…”
“Shut up, you little thing, I’m not some auntie! Blame yourself for being born into the Foley family, come with me.”
“No…”
So it wasn’t an auntie, but an uncle after all.
Cierra was completely powerless to resist and was taken away by the man, tucked tightly under his arm like a bag.
In her urgency, Cierra opened her mouth and bit down on the man’s wrist.
She almost exhausted her strength to make the man feel empathetic. The man then released his hand, looking at the two small bite marks on his leather gloves.
His face turned dark.
“Do you like to bite things? Alright, I’ll let you have your fill!”
With that, he glanced and saw a piece of bread in Cierra’s hoodie hat, took it out and stuffed it into the little girl’s mouth.
“Mmm…”
The white lab coat was quite spacious, and the man buttoned her under his armpit, making others only see him as a bit overweight at most.
No one would have thought that there was a child hidden under the man’s clothes.
Calmly walking into the elevator, there was an elderly cleaner responsible for cleaning inside.
It seemed like he had been waiting here for a while, as they quickly exchanged their clothes after confirming each other’s identities.
Cierra was then stuffed into a cardboard box by him, leaving only a small gap for her to breathe.
At that moment, the numbers displayed on the screen inside the elevator gradually decreased to “3.”
Then, it stopped at the 3rd floor.
Waiting at the door were Cheyenne, who was about to return to the office to take Cierra to meet Old Mr. Zamora, accompanied by Iker who was protecting her.
Just five minutes ago, Cheyenne received a call from the police station.
The female journalist had been caught. She had come with a mission to distract Cheyenne and create an opportunity to kill Kate.
It was an attempt to divert her attention and allow the real culprit to escape, but her mission failed.
Gordon speculated that there might be an insider in the hospital, and Susan’s mistake would only force the insider to act prematurely.
So, they were currently at the center of a conspiracy, urging Cheyenne and Iker to stay vigilant and uncover the insider.
Cheyenne herself didn’t mind, as she had seen all kinds of situations before.
But Cierra was different; being young, she needed protection.
The moment the elevator doors opened, Cierra, through the crack in the cardboard box, saw her mother so close.
In her heart, she desperately called out for her mother to notice her and save her.
“Mom, please look at me… I am Cierra, help me…”
“Mom!”
“I’m here, mom… I’m Cierra, sniff…”
Excited, she tapped the cardboard box with her hand and twisted her body.
The commotion in the cardboard box drew everyone’s attention in an instant.
Cheyenne also looked over, while at the same time, the “cleaner” reached out to pull down the brim of his hat to cover his eyes.
He lowered his head, hugging the cardboard box tightly.
The male doctor with them in the elevator was nervous. Miss Lawrence was less than a meter away from him, what should he do…
Beside Cheyenne, there were several patients’ family members waiting to take the elevator, and a young boy pointed to the cardboard box and said to his mother:
“Mom, there seems to be a voice coming from that box.”
The male doctor, sweating profusely, forced a smile and explained, “It’s… a stray cat that accidentally got in. I’m asking the cleaner to take it out and dispose of it.”
“A cat?”
The young boy loved animals and upon hearing it was a cat, he immediately became excited, pulling his mother’s sleeve and crying loudly.
“Mom, I want to see the cat, can I have a cat please?”
The woman decisively refused her son’s request, with a tone full of obvious disdain.
“No! Don’t forget that you are weak. The doctor said you can’t be near any pets.”
“What’s so good about stray cats? They’re smelly and shed hair, you’re not allowed to have one!”