Five-Year Old Prophet is Pampered by Ten Brothers

Lauren, Yulia and a few other parents walked out of the cafe. Miss Pulver happened to be escorting the guests to the entrance of the kindergarten.

Looking at these familiar faces at the entrance of the cafe, Irene's eyes flickered for a moment before she walked over to them with a decent smile.

Irene was three meters away from Lauren when she could already smell the fragrance on Irene's body.

It was so fragrant. Lauren recalled that Irene's office was also filled with fragrance.

"Mrs Wright, Mrs Koller, why is everyone gathered together today? What a coincidence!"

A few parents nodded at Miss Pulver, but their attitude was not very good.

Although the police station had already stated that the missing child had nothing to do with the kindergarten, they still felt a little resentful in their hearts.

"Lauren is here too." Miss Pulver patted Lauren's head affectionately.

The perfume on her wrist was even stronger.

Lauren could not help but sneeze. She rubbed her nose.

"Hello, Auntie Irene! These aunties have all lost their children, so I am here to comfort them!"

"I see, you are such a good girl." Irene smiled and looked at Yulia. "Do you have any leads on finding Lily?"

Lauren shook her head.

"Not a single clue. Those surveillance cameras are useless. Lily got lost on her own, and the police officers that I know are also unable to help Auntie Yulia."

"Oh...Lauren, don't be discouraged. It's good that you have such a kind heart. Is your Dad here again today? Why haven't I seen your mother? You mentioned that your mother is very beautiful the last time. I have always wanted to see her."

Ben, who was in a daze at the side, was about to speak when Lauren squeezed his hand.

Lauren spoke first. "My mother...is missing. When I was one year old, my mother left us. She already has another family now. I haven't seen her for a long time."

Ben gave Lauren a thumbs up in his heart. As expected of someone who had watched a lot of drama series at eight o'clock, she was able to make up stories one after another.

"You're such a cute little girl. How could there be someone who doesn't like you?"

Although Irene's tone was full of regret, Lauren actually sensed a warm light from her body.

The appearance of this light showed that this person's mood was rather happy.

"I have to go back to work. As the preparatory work for the new kindergarten is still ongoing. There are still many things waiting for me to do."

Irene bade farewell to all the parents one by one.

Lauren also bid farewell to all the parents here. After leaving the cafe, Lauren went to the police station again.

Ben had just received a call saying the old man who was in the surveillance footage was found yesterday, but his behavior was a little strange.

It was already lunchtime, and Lauren had not had a good breakfast to begin with. She was feeling hungrier now.

In the car, Lauren was sitting in front of the air conditioner while feeling hungry. Suddenly, she felt poetic and said, "Behind the vermilion gates, meat and wine go to waste, while out on the road lie the bones of the frozen."

Ben was scratching his head.

"Miss Torres, what you're saying is a little too serious. It's the middle of the day, and the temperature is over thirty degrees celsius. There's no such thing as frozen."

Lauren made a face at Ben. "I am just very hungry!"

Ben found a convenience store by the roadside and stopped. He was prepared to get out of the car to buy some food to fill his stomach, and at the same time, to shut Lauren up.

Before he got out of the car, he saw a man knocking on their car window with two lunch boxes.

Ben recognized this man. He was one of the bodyguards that Franklin had assigned to them.

He rolled down the car window with ease.

"This is the lunch that Master Franklin told us to buy for Miss Torres."

The man handed the lunch box to Ben. Without saying another word, he returned to the car at the back.

Thus, the two of them started eating lunch in the car.

The lunch box was still warm. Lauren could smell the meat fragrance coming from it.

Franklin must have specifically instructed them to put more meat in the lunch box. The lunch box was filled with meat and vegetables. There was also a layer of rice at the bottom.

"It's all thanks to Miss Torres that I can eat such a delicious lunch." Ben was gobbling down the meat.

"I told you before that if you follow me, you will definitely have lavish meals!"

The two of them had a moment of camaraderie. After eating, they continued to drive to the police station.

"You want to see that old man?" The police officer sat at the desk and asked Ben.

Ben shook his head. "It's not me, it's her." Ben extended his finger and pointed downwards.

The policeman said, "Who is it?"

"It's Lauren."