The police station had been a regular customer of Cavendish manor recently.
But they couldn't help trembling every time.
"... This girl can go back to the police station with me to collect blood and enter fingerprints. We will compare them according to the recent missing cases."
Ice raised her head in resistance.
Hearing the two words "draw blood", she was inexplicably angry.
She was a brave child. She wouldn't cry even if she fell down.
But she was afraid of the syringe needle.
The police officers were in a dilemma. According to the rules, blood should be drawn.
But they didn't dare to force the Cavendish family that owned a lot of money and power.
Auston looked at Ice with a gloomy face.
He even had an impulse to let the police go back.
In fact, it was not impossible for Ice to stay in Cavendish's house.
He could afford to raise one more child.
Moreover, Andy also needed a playmate.
Auston seldom had an idea about wanting to occupy something.
It was the first time today.
When he was about to say something, Hedda ran in with his phone.
"Emily Copper just called and said that she might not be able to get an entry tomorrow. Her child was lost."
What a coincidence.
They had picked up a child a few hours ago, and then Emily lost her child.
Emily and their president had a strange destiny.
And according to his inquiry, the place where Emily lost her child was only a block away from the place where they saw Ice.
Hearing her mother's voice, Ice hurriedly said, "Mom!"
She let go of Auston's leg and shouted, "Mom! Are you still here?"
If she had to go back through the police station.
It would be better to be found directly
She didn't want to draw blood anyway.
Hearing the familiar voice of Ice from the other end of the phone, Emily was overwhelmed by great surprise.
She asked anxiously, "Is that you, Ice? Where are you now?"
Emily was about to check the surveillance video, but troublesome Lucy was in her way.
Then she decided to call Hedda first.
After all, she was not in the mood to work since she couldn't find Ice.
But just now, did God hear her pray?
Hedda winked at the police. It seemed that they were no longer needed here.
"I don't know where I am either."
Ice said, "But I'm with the father of Andy."
Auston Cavendish?
Why would Ice stay with Auston?
Hedda looked at Auston's face and suggested in a low voice.
"Maybe you can tell us your location and we will send a car to pick you up."
"Okay."
Emily nodded and reported the location of the police station.
Max grasped Emily's hand nervously and asked, "Have you found Ice?"
"Oh, yes."
Emily bit her lower lip.
Auston's face popped up in her mind.
"I think Ice must be safe now."
Max almost knelt down to thank God.
God knew that if Ice was safe, so he could ask Max to do anything.
Lucy's face turned pale.
She had never been ignored for such a long time!
Thinking of the purpose of coming here.
Lucy tried to put on a smile.
"Who is Ice? Is she your daughter? I've never seen her before. What happened to her?"
In everyone's eyes, she was just a kind girl who cared about her friends.
"No need."
Emily refused stiffly.
Normally, she could still be patient and deal with Lucy for a while.
But now, with great surprise and joy, Emily didn't even look at Lucy.
"You don't have to be so hostile to me."
Lucy stepped forward and held Emily's hand.
"There may be many misunderstandings between us. It's all my fault."
Some people in the police station had their eyes vaguely fixed on them.
Some memories flashed back unexpectedly.
Lucy, in a white dress, hurriedly apologized for breaking the portrait of grandmother.
The fragments that didn't make up the whole memory gave Emily a headache.
It was like a cold hook that hooked her navel and then took her to spin in the air at one hundred and eighty degrees.
Lucy was still chattering.
"Maybe I can ask Albert for help, although you and he..."
"Come on."
Emily shook off Lucy's hand.
"Or what?"
"What?"
"It's not your fault. Is it mine?"
Emily raised her head. She was much taller than Lucy was, and in this way, she looked condescending.
"Since you have realized your fault, why are you still trying to make the victim sick?"
Lucy was so shocked that she took two steps back.
No! No! No!
Why didn't Emily play according to common sense?
How could she put all the blame on her in such a blatant manner!
"What a wonderful scene!"
Hedda stood at the gate of the police station and said dryly.
"Miss Copper, the car is outside. Maybe you can get out now."
He smiled awkwardly and politely at the two girls.
Emily flipped her hair and said vaguely and anxiously, "I don't want to meddle in the matter between you and Kliman. Please get out of my face, or I'll teach you a lesson."
Then she grabbed Max's hand and hurried into the car.
She couldn't wait any longer. She just wanted to see Ice as soon as possible.
Strangely enough, Lucy didn't get angry.
Instead, she watched Emily leave thoughtfully.
"Aston Martin."
Lucy murmured.
That car was a limited edition. There were only three in the world.
There was only one car in England, which was in Cavendish's house.
Did Emily have anything to do with Cavendish?
No, how could it be possible?
Lucy's face darkened instantly.
She wanted to discuss with Albert.
Maybe their plan would change.
Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at Cavendish manor.
Ice jumped into Emily's arms like a lively bird.
"Mom, I miss you so much."
Emily kissed Ice's forehead and asked, "Where have you been?"
Her voice trembled with excitement.
"Do you know you scared us?"
The big hole in her heart gradually healed.
If possible, Emily hoped that Ice would never leave her sight for the rest of her life.
"I'm sorry, mom."
Ice knew what kind of person Emily was. Now the joy of finding her overwhelmed the anger.
When Emily came to her reason, she would have a hard time.
So she chose to apologize honestly.
"... I'm sorry, Aunt Max. I didn't mean to do that. I won't do it again!"
Emily bluffed, "Do you want to do it again?"
"What a touching scene!"
Auston stood at the door and looked at the mother and daughter embracing each other in the yard.
He said in a calm and unemotional tone.
"I'm about to cry."