Mia Kyle said, "Little Karen, if that was your Brother Lionel, why would he ignore you?"
Little Karen was speechless.
Yes, as far as she could remember, Brother Lionel definitely wouldn't ignore her.
He liked to hold her and let her ride on his shoulders to see the wonderful scenery in the distance.
He said that he would help her fight off all the bad guys. He would never ignore her, especially when she was carried away by a bad guy.
"Little Aunt, he is Brother Lionel!" She pouted as tears rolled down from her eyes.
"Little Karen, trust me for once, please? He is really not..." Mia glanced up and saw Little Karen's face, and immediately felt sad and helpless. She couldn't continue her sentence.
They all knew how much Lionel meant to Little Karen. She had seen someone who looked so much like him, but he wasn't Brother Lionel. This was too much to handle for a four year old girl.
"Little Aunt, I want to go find Brother Lionel," She persisted. She firmly believed that the boy was Brother Lionel.
"Little Karen... let me take you to wash your face first, and then we can go find him together, okay?" Mia wanted to put it off for a while. She thought after some coaxing and a good nap, Little Karen would forget about Brother Lionel when she woke up.
However, Mia underestimated Little Karen. Searching for Brother Lionel had become an obsession.
She would not give up until she found Brother Lionel.
But she was still young after all. She could only cry in protest. She couldn't think of a better way to find Brother Lionel.
And so, Little Karen kept crying. Mia was helpless. Just as she was about to call Little Karen's mother, Little Karen fell asleep in her arms, exhausted from the crying.
The little kid finally stopped crying. Mia breathed a sigh of relief. She felt Little Karen's sorrow.
She thought about it for a moment. Neil Brown might be able to pull some strings and let the VIP come meet Little Karen.
If that teenaged boy could tell her that he wasn't Brother Lionel in person, Little Karen would let it go of her hope to find him.
"Little Aunt, it's all my fault. I didn't protect her." A dejected Jayden said after Mia put Little Karen to bed.
Mia rubbed his head and said, "It's not your fault. You did good. I have something to do. Can you stay here and accompany your sister?"
"Okay." Jayden nodded solemnly. He would never let his sister get hurt again.
However, he was only an eleven- year- old child. He was tired too. After sitting for a while, he fell asleep on the sofa.
He didn't sleep for long when there was a click. The door was opened from the outside, and a boy sneaked into the room carefully.
He gently closed the door and swept his gaze across the room. His gaze stopped on Little Karen who was sleeping on the big bed.
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