Upon hearing the teacher’s words, Amelia Wright sneered coldly.
"That child is frequently abused. Your kindergarten, in order to avoid responsibility, must have taken some video and photos as evidence. I’ll say it again: if you don’t want your kindergarten to be shut down, give me those pieces of evidence."
She was so malicious, willing to resort to threats to achieve her goal.
The teacher’s face turned unsightly, and she only said, "I’ll get the person in charge to come out."
Soon, a middle-aged woman with her hair up came out, wearing high heels.
Amelia Wright hadn’t even spoken yet.
Godfery Shaw impatiently and firmly said, "Do as she says."
The person in charge was startled, intimidated by Godfery Shaw.
She glanced at the luxury car, then at the couple in front of her, wisely realizing that these were not people she could afford to offend.
She compromised directly, "You can come with me; that child’s pitiful, I also hope someone can help the child."
When those shocking photos were laid in front of Amelia Wright.
Her hand holding the photos trembled slightly.
A child about four or five years old had suffered so many injuries.
This reminded her of her own fearful and helpless childhood in the Wright family.
Under the daily abuse and oppression, she became the timid, foolish kind that the Wright family hoped for.
Godfery Shaw suddenly turned to look at Amelia Wright.
He sensed Amelia Wright’s anger.
Godfery Shaw hadn’t had the chance to interrogate the man whom Amelia Wright had tortured into the hospital and didn’t know what connection she had with this child.
Hailey Smith quietly followed behind like a quail.
Amelia Wright collected the evidence and turned to leave.
After getting into the car, she gave another address, and this time Hailey Smith drove much faster.
The three of them arrived at an old community, where the basement surprisingly housed a small casino, filled with people smoking, making the entire place smoky and foul.
Amelia Wright saw a woman in a black camisole dress cursing and playing mahjong.
She also saw a pale-faced child in the corner, obediently opening his little backpack and doing homework.
Godfery Shaw frowned as he looked at the smoky place.
Hailey Smith immediately said, "Young Madam, who do you want to find? I’ll help you get the person out so you don’t have to go in."
Amelia Wright didn’t reply; she directly dialed 110: "Hello, I want to report that there’s illegal gambling gathering in the basement of Splendid Community."
Hailey Smith was taken aback and glanced at the Young Madam through the rearview mirror, realizing this was the second time he had heard Young Madam making a report.
The first time was reporting the Wright family, which didn’t have any follow-up, but now the Wright family can’t even lift their heads in Riverwood City.
The second time was now...
Soon, police cars arrived, and amidst screams and curses, they took everyone from the casino.
Only the child remained, opening his mouth as if to say something but couldn’t make a sound.
He still didn’t cry, just packed up his little backpack.
Amelia Wright immediately made another call.
"Anna, look at the message I sent you; I want to deal with this person."
The woman’s enchanting voice on the other side of the line said, "Oh, someone is going to be in trouble again. How do you want her to end up?"
Amelia Wright squinted gently, "This woman is involved in gambling and severely abuses children. I want her to live, but never walk out of prison for the rest of her life."
The woman on the call laughed flirtatiously, "Darling, I adore your sweet yet ruthless nature. Oh, I saw the message; this woman has committed quite a few sins. Even if she hadn’t, I could find something to make her guilty. This task is not hard, but due to the long duration, a friendly price of three million."
"Deal." Then Amelia Wright thought of her bank balance and frowned slightly, "I’ll transfer it to you in a few days."
Anna teased, "Between us, don’t mention money. Tell me who you are; I’ll make the organization offer you a discount, how about that?"
"Then at least give me a codename; I can’t keep calling you little darling every time."
"You can call me... Ann."
In a city far off in another country, the alluring woman in a high-slit red dress murmured, "Ann? Interesting, I’ve decided to give you a 20% discount this time."
Amelia Wright didn’t try to hide anything from Godfery Shaw.
It was as if she wanted Godfery Shaw to see her true self.
After hanging up the phone, Amelia Wright opened the car door and walked toward the child. She squatted in front of him and said gently, "Emily Allen, come with me."
Godfery Shaw narrowed his eyes slightly.
She had never spoken so gently to anyone.
Emily Allen looked up at Amelia Wright, with a hint of confusion in his pure eyes. Is this a fairy from the sky here to save him?
He instinctively reached out his hand, then realized he was dirty and withdrew his bruised little hand.
But Amelia Wright had already reached out and held him, gently embracing him, saying, "Alma Cooper doesn’t deserve to be a mother, but you have a good father; are you willing to come with me?"
This was the first time Emily Allen was held by someone.
His big, black, clear eyes looked at Amelia Wright.
A child who had almost survived on his own tenacity didn’t care if his father was good or not, just as he thought he didn’t need a mother.
Emily Allen tentatively reached out and hugged Amelia Wright’s neck.
He wasn’t pushed away.
No one knew what this child was thinking, or what Amelia Wright was considering to convince this child.
He didn’t know who Amelia Wright was.
Not even knowing where Amelia Wright was going to take him.
But for the first time, someone held him; for the first time, he wasn’t pushed away, so he agreed to go with Amelia Wright.
Amelia Wright was taken aback for a moment, then tightened her hold on the child in her arms.
Godfery Shaw remained silently watching.
Hailey Smith dared not speak, inexplicably feeling that the Young Madam was very sad now.
Amelia Wright took Emily Allen into the car, then said to Hailey Smith, "I still have some matters to handle; please watch over him for me, take him to get something to eat."
She was going to deal with something bloody and violent, unsuitable for the child to see.
Hailey Smith instinctively wanted to refuse, he needed to follow and protect her!
But seeing the Young Madam’s indifferent gaze, Hailey Smith immediately nodded stiffly.
He almost forgot, the Young Madam wasn’t the kind of delicate woman who’d be bullied, not to mention the eldest was with her.
Hailey Smith quickly took Emily Allen onto his lap, watching the Young Master and Young Madam leave.
After Amelia Wright walked away, Emily Allen got off Hailey Smith’s lap and went to sit properly in the back seat of the car.
With a detached demeanor.
Hailey Smith was stunned for a moment, "You’re called Emily Allen, right? Are you hungry?"
Emily Allen didn’t respond.
Hailey Smith continued, "Your clothes are dirty, let’s go buy you some new ones."
Emily Allen still didn’t respond.
Hailey Smith began to suspect this child might not be able to speak, because they’ve encountered him several times today, and not once heard him utter a word.
He simply let it go, leaned back, and dozed off.
When Hailey Smith woke up, he found the child still sitting motionless.
Remembering that the Young Madam had told him to look after the child, and now he had left him here while he dozed off, Hailey Smith shivered and was immediately alerted awake.
Hailey Smith coaxed, "Emily Allen, do you want to see the Young Madam... that sister from earlier? Shall we sneak a peek at what she’s doing, see if she needs help?"
Emily Allen’s gaze finally fell on Hailey Smith, and he nodded.