Elder Kinston's Exclusive Sweet Wife

Alice Conley knocked her son’s head with annoyance, "You’re so talkative. Do you think we don’t want to find her immediately? Do you think finding someone is that easy?"

The boy confidently replied, "If you really can’t find her, I’ll go, but you have to give me money. Without money, I can’t take a plane to J City, and taxis cost money too."

Alice Conley got so angry she wanted to knock her son on the head again, but this time, Jasper Howards, the little friend, cleverly dodged.

"You usually act as if you can’t stand Ivy. Why are you suddenly so eager to find her now?" Alice Conley asked.

"I don’t dislike her, and besides, she’s actually okay, at least better than those clingy little girls in kindergarten. At most, she’s just a bit dumb." Jasper Howards said. He truly wanted to find Harper Kinston. Even at his age, he knew that kids who got separated from their parents ended up in a bad situation.

Alice Conley was speechless. But seeing that her son was also interested in finding Ivy, she decided to let him off.

All she hoped now was that, with so many people searching, they could really find Ivy. Otherwise, she didn’t know how Mabel could keep holding on.

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Amelia Foster’s life at May Family’s residence was quite good. Her salary was significantly higher than that of an employee outside at a corporation, and the work wasn’t much, mainly taking care of the garden. Plus, it was divided among several people, not just her alone.

Since her son was already 8 years old, Amelia Foster also enrolled him in the nearby primary school. Now her son goes to school every day, while her five-year-old foster daughter stays by her side.

Fortunately, although her foster daughter had a mental disability, she was quite obedient and also very cute, so many servants liked her a lot, often holding or teasing her.

"Your daughter looks really good, if only she weren’t a fool." More than one person had said this to Amelia Foster.

Amelia Foster felt this regret too, but even if she’s a fool, having accepted this child as her daughter, she would take care of her for life.

Amelia Foster was sweeping the garden at the moment, while her foster daughter followed behind, picking up fallen leaves and throwing them into the trash can nearby, as if she were just playing.

Suddenly, the little one wobbled and fell to one side. Amelia Foster quickly rushed over to pick up the little girl and asked, "Are you hurt, dear?"

"Pain..." The child’s tender voice cried, but instead of holding the fallen spot, she clutched her chest.

"Does it hurt here?" Amelia Foster asked strangely. Could it be that her daughter had fallen on her chest just now?

"Come, mommy will rub it for you, and it’ll stop hurting in a moment." Amelia Foster said. But after a while, the little one kept crying about the pain.

Just as Amelia Foster wondered whether to take her daughter to the room, undress her, and carefully check, the little one suddenly seemed to realize something, stumbled out of her embrace, and ran off to the side.

Amelia Foster was stunned, only to see her foster daughter running towards a silhouette. It was... Jeremiah May! Ever since their encounter in the hall, her daughter hadn’t seen the May Family young master again. Because either her foster daughter was by her side or she was at the servant quarters, naturally not having the chance to meet Jeremiah May in the May residence.

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