Cecelia took a deep breath, her face remained unruffled, and she gently patted the back of Charlotte's hand.
"Okay, I'll do as you say." Charlotte nodded her head repeatedly, full of smiles.
Today she was so happy that Cecelia went to the Cole residence without any problems and agreed to meet with Luther.
It made her feel that the good was all there and that hope was just around the corner.
"I'm going upstairs to get changed." Cecelia stood up and took the thin blanket and covered Charlotte with it, "You can watch TV downstairs for a while."
"Hmm." Charlotte reclined and found a comfortable position.
Cecelia did not show the shock on her face and gently went upstairs.
When she entered her room, she hurriedly rummaged around her cabinet.
Finally, she found a very old address book, and because it had been kept there for a rather long time, the paper was somewhat brittle, giving off a smell of age.
She rummaged around quickly and found the phone number for the Khebury Orphanage.
After they found the child, she rarely contacted the orphanage, and although she made donations from time to time, she contacted the charity commission, and she did not have the phone number of Ms. Armstrong at the orphanage.
She walked into the bathroom, which was better soundproofed.
She called the orphanage.
Although it was night, after a few rings, the call was answered.
"Hello, this is Khebury Orphanage, what can I do for you at this late hour?"
"Hello, I'd like to speak to Ms. Armstrong, or you can give me her number. I have something urgent to ask her." Cecelia said.
There was a moment of silence on the phone.
Then, the voice became bitter on the other side, "You don't know that something so big has happened?"
"What should I know?" Cecelia's heart thudded, and she had a bad feeling.
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