I'll Teach You, Marianne.

< Bon Genie, Geneva-Switzerland >

Because it was not too far from the Muller Finance International office, it only took Anne about 15 minutes to reach the most famous shopping center in the city of Geneva, called Bon Genie. After paying the taxi fare, Anne directly got down and stood for a long time in front of the building in front of her while observing the many people passing by. The average way of dressing in Geneva was generally formal and elegant. This happened because the average profession there worked in the United Nations and international organizations.

Anne smiled at the way the Genevans were dressed. She felt like she was on in sync with these people. Because she couldn't wait, she finally went straight into Bon Genie. He really felt very happy as the scenery inside the mall really spoiled her eyes. All of her anger at Jack vanished in an instant.

"Wow ... a shop for children," Anne screamed hysterically in her heart when she saw a children's clothing store which was not far from where she was currently standing. Without thinking, Anne then rushed to the store.

When Anne arrived, the shop was empty and this made Anne happy because then she could freely choose various cute items for her son. Even though Christian is now good at choosing his own clothes, it still did not dampen Anne's enthusiasm for shopping. From footwear to hats, everything was available, boys or girls, everything was complete. Anne really felt like she was in heaven right now.

"Can I help you, Madam?" a saleswoman asked Anne politely.

Anne, who was looking at the hats, immediately turned around. "Ah yes, I was looking through hats for boys and was confused. All of the store's collections are beautiful and I honestly don't know which one to pick."

The saleswoman smiled at Anne's words. "Not only you, Madam, other visitors will also say the same sentence as you just said. May I know how old is your son?"

"Two years, but he is tall. People who have just seen him will think he is three," answered Anne excitedly.

"What an amazingly healthy child! Well, I'll give you some recommendations."

"Please do, Miss." Anne immediately answered quickly.

A minute later, the saleswoman began to explain everything to Anne. The saleswoman described each item very well, from the most favorite casual hats to the winter hats. Anne really didn't utter any words when the saleswoman explained, she became a loyal listener.

"Usually boys will grow faster than girls, so you have to deal with it well, Madam. Since your son is now two years and four months old, I suggest you choose clothes for four year olds only for the jackets and cardigans, but for everyday clothes, you can still wear him those for three years old," said the saleswoman softly ending her explanation.

"Wow, thanks for the input, I was also thinking that way, Miss. Because, to be honest, my child is growing really fast, while it feels like it was only yesterday I breastfed him for the first time," Anne's eyes welled with tears as she recalled her struggle to give birth and raise Christian in the first days of her life.

The saleswoman touched Anne's hand gently. "Your child will be proud and grateful to you when he grows up, madam. It is very rare nowadays for a woman to breastfeed her baby."

Anne smiled. "Thank you for the prayers, Miss. Okay then I want a set of everything I mentioned earlier, okay?"

"Okay, then please sit down madam. I will prepare everything," said the saleswoman politely.

Anne nodded her head. She then sat on a round sofa in the middle of the shop, while waiting for the saleswoman to prepare the things that Anne had bought while observing outside the shop. She smiled when she saw a little girl who seemed to be just learning to walk. The girl was really cute. But wait, she just learned how to walk!! Damn.

Anne immediately rushed out of the shop when she saw the beautiful child fell. Her high maternal spirit immediately made Anne help the child. In a short time, Anne immediately carried the child who was almost crying. It seemed that she was separated from her parents. But how could there be a baby who just learned to walk in the middle of a busy mall? The saleswoman who previously served Anne came out of the shop to approach Anne.

"Madam..."

"Ah, thank goodness you came, Miss. This child, she seems lost or separated from her parents. What do we do?"

"What? She's lost!! How come?"

Anne shook her head quickly. She then explained what had happened to the saleswoman.

"From the clothes, it seems that this child is not the child of some random person, Madam. Look, this children's clothing brand comes from a fashion house in Paris," said the saleswoman quietly while touching the clothes worn by the child who was helped by Anne.

Anne immediately turned and smiled when she saw the big F on the clothes of the child she was holding, clothing brands with a large F logo were not cheap. Therefore, she agreed with the words of the sales assistant who was currently touching the cheek of the child she was holding.

"Then how about this, parents must be worried if their child is not around. What do you usually do if there is a case like this, Miss?" asked Anne a little worried. She felt sorry for the child in her arms. It seemed that the child was hungry, since she had been trying to bring his mouth to Anne's chest, trying to find food and of course Anne was no longer producing milk, Christian stopped breastfeeding when she was one year old which obviously made both of Anne's breasts stop producing milk.

"Wait, Madam. I will report to the security, you better come with me inside. I'm afraid someone will misunderstand us later," replied the shop attendant quickly.

Anne did not argue with the saleswoman's words. She went straight into the shop whose door was immediately half closed by another saleswoman. For some reason, the two saleswomen felt that the child who was currently in their customer's arms was a victim of crime, because it seemed impossible for a child over one year old who was just learning to walk to be in a very busy mall. Moreover, seeing that the clothes the child was wearing were expensive clothes, the saleswomen' suspicions grew even bigger. Only Anne didn't try not to think that way, even though her little heart felt that something big had happened to the baby who was currently in her arms.

Soon, one of the senior saleswomen in the shop approached Anne. "Madam, this child is really a kidnap victim. Her family is currently on their way to this shop."

"K-kidnapping...how could that be?!" cried Anne unconsciously.

"It was the baby sitter. The baby sitter of this child is the one who tried to kidnap her. Earlier, when I contacted the information center, the family was there and just explained the chronology of this child's disappearance."

"Jesus!" Anne gave a kiss to the beautiful baby who looked very hungry and she really couldn't bear it. She knew that the baby in her arms was starving, a mother's instincts cannot be wrong.

Bam!

"Charlotte!!!"

To be continued