Chapter 219: Chapter 219 Chapter 219: Chapter 219 Lewis Horton wore a black woolen coat today as well, his tall and upright bearing matching that of the Handso Uncle before him.
After he got out of the car, he entered the building with a cold expression turning his head, sensing sothing, and looked toward Keira Olsen.
Seeing the girl waving at him, Lewis’s expression ward.
Only then did he notice soone sitting opposite Keira Olsen.
Just as he was about to see who it was, his phone suddenly rang.
Lewis instantly answered the call, and a sharp voice ca through from the other side, “Lewis, where are you? I want to see you!”
Lewis frowned, “Sorry, I’m having dinner with my lady.”
“Can’t you co over? Lewis, when we were little, you promised you’d marry when we grew up, how can you not show up? I’m waiting for you!”
Madeleine Davis started crying, a sound that only made Lewis experience waves of irritation.
At the age of nine, he was sold to human traffickers by Oliver Horton and detained in a mountain village with a group of children.
All the children were terrified and crying out, all except one four-year-old girl who was different.
Her curious inquiry, “They don’t beat us or scold us, and they still feed us, so why are you crying?” caught his attention.
The traffickers, seeing her docile and obedient, allowed her to co out and do chores, gradually beginning to trust her.
She and Lewis beca friends.
When Lewis asked her na, she said her mother hadn’t nad her yet… back then, he was utterly shocked. A four-year-old child, without a na? How terrible must her family be to her?
No wonder she even thought the traffickers were better than her mom…
Later, as the children around him dwindled in number, Lewis knew he couldn’t wait any longer. Except for his grandmother, no one in the Horton family genuinely wanted him back; he had to save himself.
He asked the only girl who could freely co and go to put sleeping powder in the traffickers’ food. The girl initially didn’t want to do it.
She said, “Brother, the trafficker uncles let eat half a bun with every al. I don’t want to go ho, do you want to go ho?”
He replied, “I want to.”
The girl then fell silent, “Okay, I’ll help you.”
After she had added the drugs, she opened the door.
All the children ran out.
Lewis wanted to run too, but seeing the girl obediently sitting at the door, he asked, “Why aren’t you running?”
“I don’t want to go ho.”
But she couldn’t stay there; she had just freed all the children, and if she stayed, the traffickers would kill her.
Lewis grabbed her hand, “Then co ho with .”
The girl’s eyes lit up, “Okay.”
They walked a long and far distance until the police found them, and then according to the records of child trafficking, helped them each find their way ho.
At that ti, Lewis lived in the family’s old house, not yet in Oceanion.
The girl needed to be taken to her own ho in Oceanion; she clung to Lewis’s hand tightly, crying loudly. Her screams were high-pitched, “Brother, you said you would take with you, you liar!”
Lewis looked at the police, “I want to take her ho, and she wants to co with too.”
The policeman managed a smile amid his confusion, “You’re both still young. You have to go back to your respective hos. You can’t take her with you…”
The girl cried even harder, her face wet with tears, her amorous eyes barely able to open, looking utterly disheveled, “No, I want to go with my big brother! Big brother, how can I beco a mber of your family!”
She was crying so ugly, but Lewis thought about those three months of being confined when he was withdrawn and the other children didn’t associate with him, only this Little Bun stayed with him…
He thought of how Little Bun had knocked out the traffickers to save him.
Lewis Horton stared at her and said seriously, “Here’s what we’ll do. When you turn twenty, I’ll co and marry you! Once I marry you, you can co ho with !”
“Really?”
“Yes!”
“Pinky promise. If you can’t do it, then you’re a puppy!”
“…”
Later, when he got ho, his grandmother, to protect him from further persecution by the first branch of the family, sent him abroad to study.
Eventually, when he had established his own power, he sent people to look for Little Bun.
But too much ti had passed. The police offices back then were not connected online, and a fire had also occurred, destroying all records.
He could only find the police officer who had handled the abduction case back then and went house to house in search of her until he found Madeleine Davis.
Madeleine Davis had a rough background; her father was an alcoholic, and her mother was a gambler.
She was bullied from a young age and didn’t have a na until the age of four when she was nad due to the requirents of the kidnapping case.
She revealed all her past and that of Little Bun…
She grabbed the collar of his shirt, crying as she shouted, “If it weren’t for you wanting to rescue everyone, I might have been sold to a good family and lived a peaceful life! Not returned to this hell! Big brother, why did you co to rescue so late!!”
The 18-year-old Madeleine Davis was nothing like the stubborn, insistent, yet cheerful Little Bun of her childhood. The doctors said growing up in such an environnt would definitely cause problems.
Madeleine Davis suffered from severe depression and PTSD.
Her ntal state was completely shattered.
She was no longer the person he rembered.
But Lewis Horton still honored his promise and took her abroad, freeing her from that ss.
Madeleine Davis kept asking him to marry her…
Lewis Horton didn’t know if the promise of a nine-year-old child should be taken seriously.
For it was only after growing up that he truly understood the essence of marriage.
So he had continually delayed fulfilling his promise.
When Lewis Horton ca back to his senses, he wanted to tell Madeleine Davis that he was married and ask her to keep a distance in the future, but before he could speak, the phone on the other end was snatched away, and the voice of a dical worker ca through:
“Mr. Horton, please co quickly. Miss Davis is having an episode again! We can’t control her! Miss Davis currently has a severe tendency towards self-harm. She’s holding a fruit knife and is at risk of harming herself! You’re her only salvation! She’ll calm down once you arrive!”
Lewis Horton took a deep breath, clenched his fingers, but eventually, he could only reply helplessly, “I’m coming over now.”
He turned and got into the car.
At the root of it, he owed Madeleine Davis.
After getting in the car, he then sent a WhatsApp ssage to Kiera Olsen: [Sorry, sothing ca up.]
Keira Olsen watched him leave and was montarily stunned.
Only when her phone vibrated with a ssage from Lewis Horton did she look down, and then she replied, [No worries, let’s et another ti.]
Putting down her phone, she then said to the Handso Uncle in front of her, “My husband had to leave due to an ergency.”
“Dares to stand you up, what a jerk,” Uncle Olsen comnted.
Keira Olsen didn’t defend Lewis Horton; she was used to him suddenly disappearing.
As the food was served, Uncle Olsen suddenly turned to Keira Olsen and asked, “I never asked, what’s your na?”
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