The reason why Alice did this was that she was waiting.
She waited for the young master to return from where he had disappeared.
Daniel couldn't help but look at Alice again. She was sleeping soundly, leaning on the back seat.
It was not easy for a woman to wait four years in her twenties.
Those who had previously said that she stayed by William for the sake of money all shut their mouths. Time was the best way to break the rumors. She used her waiting to slap the faces of many ignorant people, gaining more and more admiration.
There were many people who were willing to be a Cinderella, but after prince's lost, there were very few Cinderella were willing to wait for him.
The gallery was named "Home."
But more people call the gallery the Waiting Him Gallery.
Occasionally, the customers that came to the Gallery would say to Alice, "You will definitely wait for him."
Hearing this kind of words, Alice's mood would improve by a day, because she felt that getting blessings was a good thing.
"Alice, we have arrived."
After Daniel stopped the car, he gently called out to Alice.
Alice was sleeping soundly, upon hearing the voice, she opened her eyes and looked out the window, only to see that she had already arrived at the Gallery.
The gallery was shrouded in darkness so it was almost impossible to tell what was going on. There were only two rows of colorful glowing words on the glass door —
"Hello, if you meet William or someone similar to him, please contact me."
The word shone brightly in the night sky, eyecatching.
Alice looked at the glass door, no one left any messages. Sometimes people would leave their numbers below, and sometimes people would write down where they met such people, and every time, she would personally run over there.
Then she returned with disappointment.
Alice retracted her gaze and looked at the two sleeping children beside her. She undid the safety chair and carried Holy inside.
The bodyguards sitting in the cars that they were riding on were all sent by the Cullens. Elizabeth was worried about the safety of her two children.
Opening the door, Alice carried Holy inside the gallery, which released a faint smell of ink.
"Miss.Kathy slept soundly."
Daniel carried Kathy as he walked behind her.
"They slept well enough. I can bring them to play at daybreak."
Alice said while smiling, and followed Daniel in, placing the two children in her bedroom.
She bought this house. In the front was the gallery, and back was her and Daniel's bedroom, as well as her studio and kitchen. It was very simple and concise.
After placing the two children down, Alice and Daniel walked out of the bedroom.
Daniel said to her, "Alice, they have already taken your room. Why don't you go to my room to sleep, I will make a bed."
Alice smiled and shook her head, "No, it's rare to be together with them for a week, so I can't wait to sleep with them."
She could not bear to miss a minute and a second.
"Fine."
Daniel understood Alice's feelings.
Alice raised her head and looked outside the glass door, only to see the bodyguards standing with their hands behind their back, defending in front of the door. Daniel said helplessly: "Looks like the business in the Gallery would be affected."
Anyone who saw the bodyguards in front of the gallery would not choose to enter.
"It's fine, just treat it as closing for a few days."
Alice was in a very good mood, and wasn't affected by any of this at all.
She reached out to close the glass door, but just as she was about to lock the door, she saw a white photo under the door with a few lines of words written on it.
Alice picked it up doubtfully, only to see a few lines of unfamiliar words on it.
[Hello, today I saw someone at the intersection of Phoenix-Road. I only caught a glimpse of his silhouette in a hurry. I wonder if he is the Mr.Cullen you are looking for, hoping to help you?]
It was another piece of news that had come from a kind-hearted person.
Alice immediately flipped the paper over.
It was a shot.
All sorts of people were walking at the crossroads. Everyone had their hands full, and a car was parked by the side of the road with its windows open.
A man sat inside the car, his face distorted by the blurry photo. Only his shoulders and the hand hanging on the window were clear, the hand slender and bony.
It was William's hand.
At least, it was a hand that was very similar to his own.
She remembered that this was the shape of his hand. It was very beautiful, very long and slender.
"Foster father, I'm going out!"
Alice took the photo and pulled open the glass door.
"Now? What time is it now? " Daniel looked at Alice in shock.
Alice raised the photo in her hand and said happily, "Someone has news on William, I will go check!"
With that, Alice rushed out.
"Alice, you ..." Daniel wanted to stop her, but Alice had already gotten on the car and drove away.
Daniel stood at the entrance of the Gallery and shook his head helplessly, letting out a long sigh.
It was always like this. As long as there was even a little bit of a clue, Alice would personally run over and investigate. She joyously go and reply in disappointment. There were even a few times when she met bad people and lost a lot of money.
Even the Old Master and Madam were disappointed. Every time she saw some news, she would be excited, as though she would definitely be able to find it this time.
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