Samuel felt extremely annoyed.
On his way to the park to find Kathleen, he had been pondering. Does Kathleen really not want to spend the rest of her life with me? It can’t be. She loves me. How could she not want to be with me?
Samuel figured he was overthinking.
After all, as long as he did not mention Christopher’s plan, Kathleen would not know a thing.
Kathleen and Federick went to look for Madeline separately.
When Samuel found her, she was shouting, “Madeline? Madeline?”
Even though she knew Madeline would not respond even if the latter heard her, she still could not help but give it a try.
“Kathleen!” Samuel walked over.
Kathleen was stunned momentarily. “Why are you here?”
Then, she shifted her gaze toward the more than twenty bodyguards standing behind Samuel.
So he’s brought his men here.
Walking over, Kathleen took out her phone. “Please add my WhatsApp. I’ll create a group and send the girl’s photo to the group. Her name is Madeline, and she has autism. She hates the crowd, so you can search in places where there are fewer people. Don’t leave any corner unsearched. Update the group once you’re done searching a particular area so that we can sort it out. Understand?”
The men nodded in response.
“Another thing. Don’t touch her after you guys find her. Just make sure that she is safe, and contact me right away. I will go over to wherever you are,” Kathleen uttered again.
“Yes, Mrs. Macari.” The crowd nodded.
Upon hearing that, Kathleen was stunned momentarily.
Lowering her head, she created the group chat on WhatsApp and invited everyone into it, including Federick.
“Invite me in too,” Samuel said.
Kathleen rolled her eyes at him before inviting him in.
Kathleen texted: @Federick Please send Madeline’s photo here and tell everyone what she is wearing today to make it easier for everyone to find her.
Federick did not expect Kathleen would summon so many people.
Without hesitation, he sent the photo in the group chat.
He then texted: Madeline is wearing a red dress with white bottoms, along with a pair of red leather shoes today. Her hair is tied into a ponytail, and she’s holding a doll in her arms.
After that, he sent a photo of the doll as well.
Kathleen texted: All right, everyone. Let’s go find her separately.
After receiving the information, everyone started the search immediately.
Federick texted again: Thanks, everyone.
Soon after, Kathleen started searching as well, and Samuel followed her.
Kathleen bit her lip. “Do you want to say something?”
Does he want to say that I’m being nosy again?
“The priority right now is to find her.” Samuel’s tone was cold. “Have you looked over there?”
“Yes.” Kathleen nodded.
“Why are we looking around here?” Samuel questioned.
“Because her scope of activity is within this area,” Kathleen explained.
“Although I don’t know much about it, speaking of the scope of activities, she should have been to more places, right?” Samuel asked coldly.
Kathleen glanced at Samuel. “Do you mean we need to expand the scope of our search?”
“Autism would usually be accompanied by paranoia.” Samuel stared at her. “They usually have certain preferences for certain things.”
Kathleen furrowed her brows. “Let me think.”
“What day is today?” Samuel asked.
“Sunday,” Kathleen replied.
“What was supposed to be her schedule for today?” Samuel asked again.
“She was supposed to go to the charity home,” Kathleen answered, “but because Federick had something to do, and Madeline’s grandma was not feeling well today, she didn’t end up going.”
Samuel stared at her curtly. “I just said that she has paranoia. What do you think she would do when her schedule is changed?”
Kathleen came to a realization. “Let’s go search along the road to the charity home!” She immediately grabbed Samuel’s hand.
Stunned momentarily, Samuel tightened his grip too. “Let’s go.”
Samuel drove while Kathleen sat in the passenger seat, looking out the car window for Madeline.
The night fell gradually, and it became more difficult to search for Madeline even with the street lights.
Kathleen started to worry that Madeline might have gotten into trouble.
“Hold on a second.” Suddenly, Kathleen stopped Samuel.
Samuel immediately stepped on the brakes.
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