the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 1217: Likely Kidnapped, Imprisoned, or Taken Across

The man bent down, hugging his son tightly, his tea-colored eyes half-closed, asked hoarsely, "What did your mommy tell you?"

Casimir Shaw saw that Richard Shaw was actually hugging him, beaming with joy, patted Richard Shaw’s back like a little adult, and said, "Mommy just asked how I’ve been lately, said she’s been at sea all the ti and misses a lot."

Since he was three, Richard Shaw rarely hugged him, saying he was a little adult now and couldn’t see himself as a baby anymore. Casimir Shaw grinned from ear to ear, scratching his head sowhat bashfully, and said sensibly, "Richard, don’t worry, I’ll ask mommy how she’s doing and let you know."

Smart beyond his years. Richard Shaw felt a pang of bitterness inside, reached out to rub the little guy’s head, thought for a mont, and explained in a low voice, "Don’t ntion in front of your mommy. Just keep in touch with her regularly."

Now that Leah is still willing to contact Casimir Shaw, it doesn’t an they’ve completely cut off ties, which is a good sign.

Richard Shaw swallowed all the unpleasant thoughts, let Casimir Shaw continue his howork, and then left the teahouse.

Sgiath was still waiting on the side, looking at the close relationship between the Major General and the little young master, thinking that the Shaw Family was full of honest people, just a lonely house, felt a bit sad thinking about it.

Hopefully, one day she can resolve her knots and co back.

"Check Hawk Howard’s recent whereabouts, and don’t do anything once found, don’t alert the target." Richard Shaw instructed indifferently.

"All right, Major General, we haven’t finished reporting before, nothing ca out of the Griffith Squire situation." Sgiath said with so frustration.

"There’s no need to keep publicizing this matter." Richard Shaw already knew there would be no movent, if Leah were at sea she’s nearly isolated from the world, besides, Griffith Squire is in a tight spot right now, forcing it too hard might make things troubleso if he suddenly turns on us.

"There’s still no news about that Coldwell girl?" Richard Shaw asked, frowning, how could a young lady without any training remain unaccounted for under both the military and Griffith Squire’s influences?

"No, she’s been missing for a week, likely not good news. It’s said Griffith Squire has turned Brocade City upside down and still didn’t find her, people over there are on edge." Sgiath said in a low voice, "Just afraid she’s been kidnapped, imprisoned, or taken across the border, Miss Coldwell’s identity is quite noticeable in Brocade City."

"Allocate so effort to investigate." Richard Shaw said, also harboring bad suspicions inside.

*

After Leah woke up, she found the sky darkening, the car parked at Squire Manor’s entrance, Hawk Howard hadn’t called her.

She rubbed her eyes, got off the car, and saw Hawk Howard playing with two Ragdoll cats on the grass.

"Awake? You seed to be sleeping soundly, didn’t have the heart to wake you." Hawk Howard picked up the two adorable cats, smiling, "Are these your cats?"

"Yes, let’s go inside." Leah took her luggage, picked up a cat, and led Hawk Howard into Squire Manor.

"While you were asleep, Casimir Shaw called you." Hawk Howard said leisurely.

Leah stopped in her tracks, looked at her phone, her phone frequently had no signal for ten days or half a month, when she landed, the stranded ssages rushed in all at once.

Leah checked the call log and found out that Casimir Shaw called her almost every day, if he couldn’t get through, he’d send a ssage, with contents like "Mommy, good night," filled with a child’s unique innocence and fervent affection.