Chapter 9 Cavendish Went Crazy Almost

"I don't think so."

Auston's voice had never been so cold like this moment.

Dick Garcia took a step back.

He could feel the despair of old butler from Auston's phone.

"I'm really sorry. Not long after you left, Andy, the little young master disappeared!"

"What did you say?"

Auston suddenly stood up from the sofa and said, "I'll be right back. You contact the police station now."

He strode as fast as flying.

Dick said dryly, “Wow.”

It seemed that someone was going to be in big trouble.

Dick remembered that last time Auston got so angry when he lost his virginity to an unknown woman.

Then ten months later, she gave him a half-dead child.

The people of the police station arrived the Cavendish manor before Auston.

"Don't worry."

The policeman looked at Auston whose face was dark nervously.

"We've checked the surveillance video near the manor and blocked the intersection. We're sure to find Andy young master."

Didn't be kidding. Even if you couldn't, you had to.

Andy Cavendish, was the only heir of the big Cavendish family.

If he really disappeared under his control....

The policeman's stomach gave a noise of indigestion.

His career was over.

Fortunately, it had nothing to do with him in the end.

They stared at the video.

The little Andy climbed into the trunk of the car when no one was noticing.

Auston's face darkened.

Butler pulled a long face. It was his duty.

If anything happened to Andy, he wouldn't even have to wait till tomorrow. He would be thrown into the Pacific Ocean tonight to feed sharks.

"Find him."

Cavendish said coldly. The police felt that the temperature around them had dropped by two degrees.

"Hedda, contact the Gunter family and find Andy tonight."

It didn't know that the whole Cavendish manor had been looking for Andy crazily. Now Andy was lying on the soft sofa in Emily's house with a smile.

Emily's good daughter, lovely Ice, was clinging tightly to him.

It was like a cat smelling cat mint, itching to stick with this boy every minute and second who she had only seen once.

Emily couldn't figure out why she had such a crush on a stranger.

Although she also liked Andy, it was not as exaggerated as Ice.

She coughed slightly and gave up the idea of pulling Ice away. She asked gently, "Maybe you can tell me your father's phone number."

"... He should be looking for you now."

Andy kept silent for a while and then opened his mouth slowly.

"No, Aunt Emily. Father won't look for me."

After all, he only wanted a qualified successor.

For a moment, Emily felt that the expression on Andy was similar to that on Ice's.

She threw this unrealistic idea out of her mind.

"But you can't stay here all the time."

Ice retorted angrily before Andy could say anything.

"Why not? We picked up Andy."

She said assuredly but without good reason, "If I pick up, it's mine."

"All right."

Emily signaled Ice to shut up. "Ice, it's late now. You should go to bed."

Andy hugged Ice as soon as he heard this.

"I'm sleepy too. Can I go with her? Please..."

"Oh, of course you can..."

Before she could react, Emily agreed to the request of Andy in a daze.

After washing the boy and putting him on the bed, Emily was still thinking.

Maybe Andy can get love from anyone in the world as long as he wanted.

Ice couldn't wait to jump out of the bathtub.

"Mom, I want to sleep with Andy brother tonight."

"Of course you can..."

"But when did it become Andy brother?"

"I think he is older than me."

Ice said firmly.

This was not the point.

Leaning against the wall, Emily asked inquisitively, "Why do you like Andy so much? You've never been so enthusiastic to anyone before."

"Really?"

Ice asked in reply, "But mom also likes him, right?"

"It's different."

Emily retorted helplessly.

Ice sighed like an adult.

"I feel that Andy brother is like what I used to throw away. Now I have found it back!"

She tried to describe her feelings to Emily.

Looking at Emily's confused eyes, Ice knew that she didn't understand at all.

Forget it. Ice didn't try to explain.

"I just like him."

She explained.

"... You are only five years old. You don't know what love is."

Emily stopped.

She wanted to tell Ice that she had indeed lost something.

But the part was gone and couldn’t find back.

The sudden memory made Emily very uncomfortable, as if she was forced to swallow a spoon of ice dregs.

She kissed Ice's face.

"Good night, baby. It's time to go to bed."

Emily carried Ice to the side of Andy. The little boy might have fallen asleep. She heard his long and even breath.

After coaxing Ice to sleep, Emily was ready to go out.

But she saw Andy sitting up carefully.

"What's wrong, honey?"

Andy whispered, "Can you give me a good night kiss?"

His face turned red. "I saw you kiss Ice just now."

Somehow, Emily's heart softened.

It was always difficult for her to refuse the request of Andy.

Emily bent down and left a kiss on the forehead of Andy.

"Of course. Good night, baby."

When the door was closed again, Andy touched the feeling of being kissed expressionlessly.

He liked Emily very much, as if he finally had a mother.

Exhausted, Emily poured herself a glass of red wine and found Matia’s phone number.

Putting aside her inexplicable emotions, her reason told her that it was not a good thing to keep Andy for a long time.

She vaguely remembered that in the vulgar love novel, there was no such a child as Andy in Cavendish's family.

But she might not remember.

After all, Andy's father only came on in a few hundred words.

It stressed on his power and then nothing left.

But Emily knew very well that if Auston knew that she took Andy away without permission, she would be in great trouble.

Before she could dial the number, Matia called her.

"Emily."

Matia said briskly, "The time has been set. It would be at Cavendish's medical company at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. I've sent the address and contact information to your e-mail."

Emily tutted. Wasn't that what she wanted to ask?