Chapter 741 Wickedly Dazzling Grin

Upon hearing Rory's sweet and gentle voice, Avery, Cayden, and the others followed the sound to find her.

“Mommy!” Rory's frail, thin little body was almost swallowed up by the dense sea of flowers.

But she still responded loudly, “Mommy, I'm here!”

At first, Rory felt that the sketching location their art teacher had chosen wasn't beautiful enough. Despite her young age, her aesthetic standards were unusually strict. So, she decided to choose the sketching location according to her own criteria.

Rory chose a spot near where her teacher and classmates were sketching. Unknowingly, she walked into this boundless sea of flowers. She was quickly captivated by the stunning scenery and decided to stay there to paint.

She hadn't anticipated that the place would be so vast and the scenery so similar throughout. Only when she wanted to leave did she realize that she couldn't remember the way out. To make matters worse, her only link to the outside world, her mobile phone, had run out of battery.

Just as she was feeling utterly at a loss, she suddenly heard her mother calling her. She was so moved that she almost burst into tears.

Rory's response was like a beam of light suddenly shooting out in the darkness, instantly pulling Avery's crumbling heart back together.

At last, following the sound, Avery saw the figure of Rory amidst a patch of pansies.

The little girl stood timidly beneath the flowers, clutching her canvas. Her clear eyes held traces of fear, unease, and a surprise that only appeared after seeing Avery.

“Rory!”

“Mommy!”

Avery held Rory gently in her arms, her whole body trembling.

Tears she had been holding back for a long time finally flowed from Avery's eyes, “You silly child. How could you just run off like that? Do you have any idea how worried I was when I couldn't find you? You've really upset me. I thought you were taken by human traffickers. You scared me to death! Let's see if you dare to run off again next time!”

As she spoke, Avery became increasingly agitated and anxious, the lingering fear of her child possibly being kidnapped still present in her heart.

She slapped Rory's soft buttocks fiercely several times.

Avery had always been gentle with her children. Even with mischievous ones like Cal, who behaved like a little devil, she rarely laid a hand on them. But this time, she disciplined Rory and quite harshly at that. It was evident how angry she was.

Rory was acutely aware of her own mistake. Her pretty little face was filled with guilt. She obediently accepted her mother's slap, biting her delicate lips tightly, not making a sound.

The adorable little girl obediently apologized, “Mommy, it's my fault. I shouldn't have run around and made you angry. I won't do it again. I'm sorry...”

Avery held her daughter tightly in her arms, her eyes still red. “My silly Sweetheart. Did it hurt when mommy hit you just now? Mommy shouldn't have hit you, but how else would you learn your lesson?”

Once the mother and daughter had shared enough tender moments, Cayden, who had been waiting on the side, finally came over.

The man's handsome and upright figure stood significantly taller than the surrounding flowers and plants. When he looked down, he exuded an air of overlooking the world. When he was silent, that aura seemed particularly intimidating.

The police chief by Cayden's side was wiping his cold sweat, appearing somewhat subservient in front of the latter. He said, “Mr. Moore, we've found your daughter. You can rest easy now, right?”

Cayden said lightly, “You've worked hard, Chief Lawrence. Consider me in your debt this time.”

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Lawrence gave a forced laugh, saying, “Don't mention it. We're just doing our job.”

The entire Ackleton was nearly brought to a standstill in the search for Rory. If she hadn't been found, he would have likely lost his official position. Fortunately, she was eventually located, and Lawrence couldn't help but heave a long sigh of relief.

The young art teacher also breathed a sigh of relief. She knew how prestigious Rory's status was. When she heard that the little girl had gone missing, she was almost terrified, and even now, her face was still pale.

Cayden approached Rory, slightly bending over. His eyes clearly concealed his concern for his daughter Rory, yet his tone was exceptionally stern. “Rory, you are not allowed to run around anymore, and you must not make your mother angry. Otherwise, my punishment for you will not be as merciful as your mother's!”

“I'm sorry, Daddy. I was wrong.”

Gently lifting her tiny head, she cautiously apologized to Cayden. She wasn't afraid of her kind and approachable mother, but she was quite scared of her stern father.

For some reason, despite her father's usual doting, whenever she and her brother did something wrong, all it took was one stern look from their father to send chills down her spine.
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