Brother Lionel was still as good-looking as how Little Karen remembered. To her, he was the only boy as good- looking as her father was.
Looking at him, she flashed a bright smile. Her big, bright eyes glinted as she looked at him. She was adorable.
Even the man who was holding her was tempted to pinch her face, and give her a peck on the cheek.
However, as soon as the man reached out his hand, she tilted her little head and avoided the contact. "Big bad guy, let me go!"
She didn't want someone she didn't like to touch her. This man was bad because he had taken her away from Brother Lionel.
However, in her eyes, she could only see her Brother Lionel. She couldn't care less about what the others were doing.
She looked at Brother Lionel, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, and her heart was full. She silently hoped that Brother Lionel, would come over quickly, take her away from this bad guy, and hug her.
"Brother Lionel, I want a hug! Come and carry me quickly!" Little Karen blinked her big bright eyes, her heart full of hope, and reached out her small hands towards Lionel.
Just as she got her hopes up, Brother Lionel's gaze swept past her. He didn't stop for a moment, as if he didn't recognize her at all.
"Brother Lionel, carry me." She thought he didn't hear her, so she repeatedly called for him.
But it was to no avail. This time, he didn't even turn to look at her. It seemed like he didn't know who she was.
"Brother Lionel, I want a hug." After the third time, she pouted her lips, her voice on the verge of crying.
She had missed him for so long and now that he appeared before her, she was overjoyed. But Brother Lionel had blatantly ignored her. Disappointment hit hard on Little Karen.
She was only four years old, so she didn't understand much. She didn't consider anything about Brother Lionel's true identity. She only knew him as her Brother Lionel and didn't care about anything else.
Therefore when she saw him, she rushed through the crowd without thinking. She wanted to throw herself into his arms.
In the past, when he was around, Brother Lionel would always hug her.
This was the only time he didn't hug her. He didn't even look at her.
She pursed her pink lips and said softly, "Brother Lionel, it's me, Little Karen! Hug me please...Brother Lionel."
This time, she couldn't wait for his reaction. She couldn't hold her sadness any longer. She pursed her lips and was about to cry, but she held it in because Brother Lionel had said before, children didn't look good crying.
She didn't want to be a cry-baby. She didn't want Brother Lionel to think that she wasn't cute. She wanted him to think of her as the most adorable child in the world.
However, he still didn't look at her, as if he wasn't actually her brother Lionel, who would protect her with his life.
"I'm sorry for the trouble, I'll take this child away immediately," The man said, when he was certain that the VIP didn't know this child. The man turned and left, holding Little Karen in his arms.
"Bad guy! Big bad guy! You're a big bad guy! Let go of me! I want my Brother Lionel!" She pushed and scratched, but she couldn't escape because she was too small.
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