Chapter 774 Sleeplessness

Helena and Otis came downstairs almost at the same time, and they went back into the living room together. Chris immediately stood up and said kindly,

"All set? Let's have breakfast first and then go."

"Okay," Helena said, but Esmae discourages her the next second. owns this text.

"You're not going!" said Esmae, standing up and staring at her daughter.

"Why," she retorted, "I want to go with Lucia and the baby!"

"No!" said Esmae, but her eyes glanced at Otis. How could she let her daughter go with him, not even with her husband!

"Dad!" Helena knew her mother's obstinacy was hard to change, so she turned to her father for help.

Chris took one look at Otis, saw his eyes were dark and calm, and turned to Esmae and said,

"Helena can help. She's coming, too."

"Thanks, Dad!" Helena shouted.

"Chris!" Esmae was furious. Had he completely disregarded her own feelings?!

Chris smiled at her, as if unaware of her anger, and wrapped his arms around her waist as he led her toward the dinning room. Esmae resisted several times, but she could not resist her husband's gentle force. Helena smiled and took Otis's hand as they walked into the living room. She whispered in his ear,

"Only Papa can fix Mama."

Otis smiled back and said, "In my family, only my mom can fix my dad."

Having breakfast in a less than harmonious atmosphere, Chris and Esmae flew home with their daughters Helena and Otis, and while they were there, Arthur was still searching for Lucia.

"Mr. Davies, why don't you rest for a while?" He had been driving around the city and the suburbs with Arthur for the entire night. Even Kyle, who often stayed up late to work overtime, could not take it anymore. He advised Arthur.

Arthur shook his head unhesitatingly. His eyes fixed on every street the car passed by. He knew that he was like a chicken with its head cut off. There was almost no chance of finding Lucia and their daughter in such a blind search, but he really couldn't settle down.

"Mr. Davies..." Kyle looked worriedly at Arthur's side profile and tried to persuade him.

"Say no more. I know my place," said Arthur faintly. His eyes looked firm.

Kyle had no choice but to say, "Your brother is flying back to tonight, along with Mr. and Mrs. Brown and their daughter. Do we prepare anything?"

"Book a hotel for Mr. and Mrs. Brown," Arthur said without thinking. "It's their business whether they stay there or not."

Anyone who could find Lucia and the baby would be a great asset to Arthur.

"Okay." Kyle nodded when he suddenly noticed that the car was heading in the direction of his home. After a while, it turned into the neighborhood where he lived. He looked at Arthur in confusion and asked, "Mr. Davies, what are you doing?"

"You go home and rest," Arthur said as he pulled up to Kyle's apartment. "You've been with me all night," he said

Arthur's kindness was often embodied in these small details.

Instead of getting out of the car, Kyle frowned and asked Arthur, "What about you?"

"I'll hang out a little longer," Arthur said. "Thank you for your hard work."

Of course Kyle wouldn't leave Arthur alone. He was still looking for them. How can he rest as his subordinate?

But Kyle knew Arthur's character, so he said to Arthur,

"Take care of yourself. Don't overdraw. You have to meet your brother this afternoon."

Arthur nodded and sped away the moment Kyle got out of the car. Kyle was worried as he watched his car drive away. He knew that Arthur's heart was empty now.

In the afternoon, Arthur finally drove back to the villa, because he found it hard to concentrate, almost colliding with another car at a corner. He didn't want to get into trouble before he could find Lucia.

At the sight of Arthur, Peter, who was waiting in the villa, immediately went up to him, not concealing his concern.

"You finally returned."

Arthur nodded slightly and didn't even bother to respond. He dragged himself upstairs. Peter looked at his tired figure worriedly and thought about it for a while before making a decision. He went back to the living room, picked up the landline and called Sophie.

At this rate, not to mention finding Lucia and the child, he was afraid Arthur won't be able to hold out much longer.

On the phone, Peter unreservedly told Sophie everything he knew. Sophie was shocked, hurt and complaining,

"These kids, how could they not tell us something so serious?!"

"Madam," said Peter, "It was my own idea to call. I have never seen him so tired, and it is not good for his health to be exhausted for so long. Please advise him."

Sophie responded, but immediately packed her bags after hanging up the phone. Arthur had tortured herself the last time Lucia had gone missing because of Esmae, and now she was missing again, with the kid. There was no way Sophie was gonna be okay with this! She needed to go home now!

But instead of telling Edwin right away, Sophie waited until she was at the airport before calling her husband to let him know what she was doing.

"Edwin, I have to go back to the country to help Arthur look for Lucia and the baby. No, you can't go. You're the only one at home now. Teddy can't be left without someone to take care of him. Also, you can't mention this to him. He will definitely be very worried. Okay, I understand. I will take care of my safety."

After hanging up, Sophie looked up at the sky, wishing she could now put on a pair of wings and fly to Arthur's side to rescue Lucia and her granddaughter.

In the evening, as the morning sun alternated with moon, the flight from Chicago arrived at Athegate's international airport. Otis and others got off the plane. Even though it had just been a dozen hours of flight, they were not tired, and their faces were uniformly solemn.

As soon as they got out of the airport, Otis saw Arthur, and he brought two cars and two drivers, apparently to greet Mr. and Mrs. Brown.

Helena, who was the worst at hiding her feelings, rushed over to Arthur and gave him a comforting hug, saying,

"Arthur, don't worry. Mom and dad are here. I'm sure Spencer will give us Lucia and the baby back."