“You haven’t eaten, have you? I’ll go make lunch,” Mrs. Scarlet said, then walked toward the kitchen.
Elliot glanced around the house. It was an open layout and the decor was minimalistic.
Layla thought he was looking for his room, so she ran toward the guest bedroom and showed him the
way.
“You can sleep in here!”
Elliot responded, but a framed photo on the shelf drew his attention.
It was a family photo of Laura and Avery with them each holding a baby in their arms.
He walked over to the shelf, picked up the photo and examined it carefully.
At the bottom right corner were the words “We’re a year old!”.
This meant that the children in the photo were a year old when it was taken.
One of the babies was dressed in a smart suit, while the other was wearing a white, puffy dress and a
tiara on her head… It was obvious that the babies were a boy and a girl.
So, were they Hayden and Layla?
“Come on in!” Layla stood at the door of the guest bedroom and called out to Elliot, “Come see the bed
I made forza you!”
Elliot immediately put the photo down and walked over to Layla.
The guest bedroom was on the first floor. It faced south and had a large floor to ceiling window where
one could see the view outside in the day.
It was only then that he noticed that it had turned gloomy outside.
“Look at this pink bunny pillow. Do you like it? Mommy bought it for me. There were two of them, but
Hayden didn’t like it, so I’m letting you use it!” Layla held a pillow shaped like a bunny and showed it off
to Elliot.
Elliot felt her thoughtfulness, then smiled and said, “Thank you, Layla.”
Layla’s cheeks flushed. She wondered why she did not naturally resist when Elliot picked her up earlier.
She actually enjoyed being carried at that height.
“I’m going to take a shower,” Elliot said as his own face began to turn pink as Layla stared at him.
“Okay… Go on!” Layla threw herself on the bed, then gazed at him and asked, “Why did you cry? Do
you miss my Mommy?”
“I do.” Elliot opened up his suitcase and took out his toiletries and clean clothes.
“Didn’t you say you were bringing Mommy home tonight?” Layla asked. “It’s going to be night time
soon! You have to be strong!”
“I will.”
Elliot’s back was facing her, so he did not have to disguise the pain on his face.
At the White Mansion, Avery asked for a blanket from one of the servants, then lay down on the mat
next to the ice casket and fell asleep.
Perhaps it was because the temperature up on the mountain was lower, but the corpse in the ice
casket had yet to completely defrost despite the power being cut off for an entire night.
When the sun came up, Avery went to work. She put together a list of herbs and passed it to David.
David came to see her with the list in his hand and said, “What do you need these herbs for?!”
“Have you heard of Aryadelle’s resurrection treatment? We need to mix these herbs together, simmer
it, then cool it down and soak your daughter in this.” Avery explained calmly.
“However, these are very expensive herbs from Aryadelle. You might not be able to get your hands on
them right away even if you’re rich.”
“Of course I’ve never heard of it! If it works, I’ll get any expensive herbs you need!” David said, then
ordered his men to purchase the herbs.
Avery turned and began to cough violently.
David glanced at her, then left the room.
She caught a cold the night before and had a low fever. For the sake of the baby, she pushed through
and did not take any medication.
She glanced at the sky outside. She could only drag this on until tonight.
If they did not come to rescue her tonight, then she would not live to see tomorrow.
Once the corpse was finished defrosting, it would quickly begin to rot. The resurrection treatment was
something she made up to buy time. She was betting her life that Elliot would came to rescue her.
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