Chapter 473 Harrietta Is Missing

Meeting the girl's gaze, she instinctively explained, "I'm thinking the three of us could share a meal together as a family."

"My dad loves eating lamb!" Harrietta's dark eyes sparkled as she spoke. "Lamb stew, barbecue lamb, grilled lamb skewers, lamb broth... He loves them all." "Is that so?"

"Yes." The girl nodded, remaining composed.

"All right. I'll remember that. I wonder if your dad has had his lunch at this time? Hattie why don't you give him a call and check on him?"

Wow. She's giving the game away so fast! How impatient!

Harrietta pursed her lips. "No. Uncle Zachary might be busy with social gatherings at this time. I can't disturb him."

"How is that disturbing him? Your dad would be thrilled to receive your call!" Isla exclaimed.

Harrietta pursed her lips and shook her head. "No."

Isla glared at Harrietta with a gloomy expression, but it didn't seem to faze her in the slightest. She continued to eat and drink as if nothing had happened. It was like a punch that fell flat, leaving her feeling deflated. This girl is quite vigilant.

After lunch, Isla took Harrietta back to kindergarten.

Before the lunch break ended, Harrietta took a brief nap. As the prep bell rang, signaling the end of the break, the children filed back into the classroom.

Molly couldn't help asking curiously, "Hattie, was that your mom who came to pick you up at noon today? She seemed a bit different from the woman I saw at the school gate the other day."

"I know! I know!" A young boy from the back row suddenly blurted out, "My dad told me, Harrietta is an illegitimate daughter!"

Isla, as the niece of a prominent leader, had always attracted those eager to get close to her, hoping to win favor with the leadership. Their eyes were always on her, watching her every move. It didn't take long for the more observant individuals to see through the layers, picking up on subtle clues in her recent behavior."

"Harrietta's an illegitimate daughter?"

"What does that mean?"

"It's the child your father had with another woman!" Paxton shot back, his voice sharp. "I can't stand illegitimate daughters!"

The children chattered, discussing Harrietta's identity.

Molly said, "Hattie, don't worry. Even if you were an illegitimate daughter, I would not hate you."

Hattie just brought us so much delicious food. You all

hung her head low, pursing her

In order to get

dispirited. She spent her breaks laying on the desk, not showing any

the evening, she followed her teacher in line as they exited the school gates. Immediately, she noticed the driver from the Fuller residence waiting

She grew increasingly agitated.

now, and I have to stay

used the excuse of a stomach ache to sneak

o'clock, Lenora received a phone call, informing her that

disappearance, Delilah instantly phoned the guardian of

were unsuccessful, leaving her with no other option but

in her hand. She wiped her hands on her apron, turned off the gas, and as she walked toward the living room, she asked, "What exactly happened? Hattie has always been smart and sensible. How

she had a stomachache and went to the restroom. She

with teachers positioned at the

danger, didn't follow her. No one could have

certain that she vanished

responded Delilah, careful not to be too explicit. "We're already reviewing the surveillance

on my way

"All right."

the call, Lenora removed the apron she was wearing, grabbed her car

Lenora received another call from Delilah. Apparently, after reviewing the surveillance footage, they discovered

at

amount of fresh ingredients daily. The back door, being conveniently

primarily

these deliveries and was

to distract

system covered only the immediate premises. Where she went

called the

already been

to the local

she arrived, Delilah and the Fuller residence's driver were already there, briefing the officers on the situation. The police were in the process of

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girl in a skirt, walking along the road with a backpack slung over her

Delilah

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