The Day Our Promise Breaks

As they spoke, her eyes reddened, and her face was filled with guilt.

Charles' expression turned stern. At that moment, he couldn't bother to comfort Dahlia. His voice was deep as he asked, "Did you get a clear look at who was holding Charlie?" He feared the worst, that it was child traffickers. Child abduction was rampant these days.

"It was a middle-aged woman. She looked a bit like a nanny, and Charlie seemed quite attached to her," Dahlia said, her tone uncertain.

Charles pressed on, "Which way did they go?"

Without hesitation, Dahlia pointed in a direction. "That way."

Charles immediately took off in pursuit. Ahead, the crowd was sparse, so if he hurried, he might catch up.

"Ouch."

Charles had barely taken a few steps when he heard Dahlia's suppressed cry of pain from behind. He immediately stopped in his tracks.

Turning around, he noticed Dahlia had been injured. Her fall had caused her skirt to lift, revealing a knee injury that was bleeding profusely. It was a ghastly sight.

Charles quickly walked back and helped Dahlia to her feet as she was trying to get up.

As soon as Dahlia steadied herself, she pushed Charles and urgently said, "Charles, it's nothing serious. I'm fine. Please go after her. You're fast. They haven't been gone long. You can catch them."

Even as she spoke, she disregarded the pain in her leg. She limped forward, intending to continue the chase.

But with a step, she suddenly found herself lifted off the ground. Charles had scooped her up from behind. He didn't continue the chase but headed towards where he had parked.

Dahlia desperately clutched at Charles' collar. "Charles, I'm really okay. Finding Charlie is more important. You haven't seen her in so long."

Hearing this, Charles' expression grew even darker. "Let her hide away then. I want to see how long Evelyn can keep her hidden!" Charles' tone turned cold.

Dahlia seemed to want to say more, but she noticed his displeased expression, swallowed her words and buried her face in his chest.

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go to the hospital. Can we go back to the venue? It's just

arm, refusing his offer

know how much effort I've put into winning this jewelry competition and how many nights I've

eyes welled

Mr. Smith let slip at lunch that I won the competition? It's not just because my efforts weren't wasted. More importantly, winning means I can join Carlisle Jewels, which is a step towards our future. "Charles, I was really looking forward to tonight. You presenting the award to me, me standing proudly by your side, even if just for a brief

emotion. Her eyes hooked his, waiting

But Charles simply

car and headed back to the venue. Throughout

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to her lies anymore. Don't

expression darkened as he

I won't mention her. Don't be angry," Dahlia said, a hint of

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don't act on impulse like that. You need to come back

she was upset and had stormed off because external forces had

I'm on

hanging up, she composed herself and hurried back to the

and Dahlia. His gaze was icy as

was in Charles' arms. Suddenly, with a cold sneer, she asked,

but quickly steadied. She said with certainty, "Of course, it's