Chapter 500: Thank You for Helping Us Find Our Daughter

Chapter 500: Chapter 500: Thank You for Helping Us Find Our Daughter

Uncle Victor walked over to Addie Sutton and studied her features closely. "But she looks just like my daughter..."

Addie Sutton looked at him, at a loss.

"Honey, did you have your mole removed?" Uncle Victor asked, his expression affectionate.

Addie Sutton pressed her lips together, shook her head, and answered in a low voice, "I’ve never had a mole removed."

Hearing this, the light in Uncle Victor’s eyes dimmed. His expression went blank, and his eyes slowly reddened.

He turned to Jane Conway, his lips trembling. "Jane, she’s not our daughter. Then where is our daughter?"

Jane Conway’s eyes were red-rimmed, her voice choked with sobs. "I don’t know... I don’t know."

Uncle Victor wiped her tears away, then raised a hand to wipe his own eyes. "It’s okay, Jane. I’ll go look again. I’ll definitely find our daughter. You wait for me at home."

He was about to head out the door when Director Leto stopped him with an outstretched arm. "Uncle Victor, you need to calm down first."

"York, don’t go." Jane Conway grabbed his hand, her tone bordering on despair. "You won’t find Chelsea."

After so many years, if she could be found, she would have been by now.

"Do you have a photo of Chelsea?" Renee Jennings asked softly. "I have some followers online. I can post it for you to help find her."

Director Leto chimed in, "That’s a good idea. Consultant Jennings is very popular online. It’s much better than you searching aimlessly on your own."

"Really?" Seeing how beautiful Renee Jennings was, Jane Conway asked hurriedly, "Are you a celebrity?"

"I’m not a celebrity," Renee Jennings explained. "I’m an online streamer. I have some followers, so more people will see it if I post it."

When Jane Conway heard that many people would see it, she nodded emphatically. "Yes! That would be great! I’ll go get Chelsea’s pictures right now!"

Uncle Victor was a little dazed, not quite understanding what was happening.

Jane Conway brought back a small photo album. "These are all pictures of Chelsea."

Renee Jennings raised an eyebrow slightly. "There are quite a few."

"Yes," Jane Conway said, her expression gentle as she caressed her daughter’s face in the photo. "I was always taking pictures of her with my phone back then, but the quality isn’t very clear."

She flipped to a photo taken at a studio. "This one is clearer. It was taken a month before Chelsea disappeared. We were planning to send it back home to my parents."

"Let me take a picture of it." Renee Jennings took out her phone, focused the camera, and snapped a few shots. "Ms. Conway, besides the mole on her left eyebrow, does Chelsea have any other distinguishing features?"

"She does." Jane Conway nodded firmly. "Chelsea has a crescent-shaped birthmark on the back of her neck, about the size of a fingernail."

Renee Jennings noted it down in her memo app. "Is Chelsea her nickname or...?"

"It’s her full name. She’s Chelsea Reynolds," Jane Conway said. "She knows her father is Samson Reynolds, and her mother is Jane Conway."

But she didn’t know if, after so many years, Chelsea would still remember her parents’ names.

"Okay." Renee Jennings nodded. "I’ve written it all down. What’s your contact information?"

"My phone number is..." Jane Conway recited her number.

Renee Jennings entered the number and immediately pressed dial. "Ms. Conway, this is my number. Please save it. I’ll contact you if there’s any news."

"Okay, okay." Jane Conway quickly saved the number to her contacts.

Uncle Victor blinked, then asked excitedly, "You can help me find my daughter?"

Renee Jennings pressed her lips together lightly. "I’ll do my best to help."

"We’re troubling you!" Jane Conway said, then dropped to her knees. "Thank you for being willing to help!"

Renee Jennings immediately helped her up. "Ms. Conway, there’s no need for that."

Uncle Victor put his palms together and bowed to her. "Thank you! Thank you for helping us find our daughter!"

"You’re welcome." Renee Jennings smiled faintly. "We’ll be on our way then."

**

After leaving Uncle Victor’s house, the sun had set, and the sky had grown completely dark.

Renee Jennings and Raleigh took Addie Sutton to a nearby noodle shop. Goldie sat by the entrance, while Director Leto waited back in the police car.

Renee Jennings ordered a bowl of wontons to eat with her, then turned her head and asked Raleigh, "Are you sure you don’t want a bowl?"

"No thanks." Raleigh grinned. "I’ll eat back at the station. The team saved a boxed meal for me. I just need to heat it up."

Hearing this, Renee Jennings ordered a bowl of wontons for him anyway. "It’s a small portion. It shouldn’t spoil your appetite for the boxed meal."

Since she’d put it that way, Raleigh didn’t refuse again. "True. In that case, I’ll have a small bowl."

He had originally planned to pay when they were leaving, but to his surprise, Renee Jennings had already scanned the QR code and paid.

Seeing this, Raleigh quickly said, "Hey, Consultant Jennings, let me get that."

Renee Jennings: "No need. It’s already paid for."

Raleigh was still trying to scan the code when he heard the merchant’s payment notification sound.

He sounded a little worried. "Director Leto is going to give me an earful later."

"It’s fine. We won’t tell him," Renee Jennings said with a raised eyebrow. "We’ll just say the owner gave it to us for free."

Two small bowls of wontons and a pork bone noodle soup were quickly served.

Renee Jennings handed a pair of chopsticks to Addie Sutton and said softly, "Eat slowly."

Addie Sutton, clutching Ducky, thanked her in a low voice, "Thank you."

Renee Jennings took a picture of the wontons and sent it to Michelle Fuller: [Have you guys had dinner yet?]

Michelle Fuller replied quickly: [Why are you eating something so plain and sad? I’m gonna cry for you.]

The wontons were small, just the right size for one bite.

Renee Jennings chewed on a wonton, amused: [Michelle, how is this sad? It’s got meat, vegetables, and soup. It’s delicious.]

Michelle Fuller: [BOOHOO, how am I supposed to enjoy this feast now?]

She sent a photo. The table was covered with all sorts of beautiful and delectable pastries.

Renee: [Try them all, see which ones are good, and take me to have them tomorrow.]

Michelle Fuller: [Alright! Are you almost done with your work?]

Renee: [Almost. Everything’s moving in the right direction.]

Michelle Fuller: [Okay, I’ll be waiting for your good news!]

Renee: [Go eat.]

She put down her phone and focused on eating her wontons.

Addie Sutton ate the steaming hot noodles, a warmth spreading through her stomach.

For now, she set aside all her worries and enjoyed the delicious dinner in peace.

As she was eating her noodles, she suddenly recalled who Director Leto was. "That policeman from earlier... I think I’ve seen him before."

"You mean Director Leto?" Renee Jennings put down her chopsticks and explained, "He’s very invested in your disappearance because you once helped his pregnant wife."

It happened two years ago. Director Leto’s wife was out grocery shopping when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her stomach and collapsed on the ground. She wanted to call for an ambulance, but her phone had just died.

She asked passersby for help, but no one paid her any mind, probably afraid she was trying to scam them.

Addie Sutton saw what was happening, immediately went to a nearby store to borrow a phone from someone, and called for an ambulance.

She accompanied her in the ambulance. Later, when Director Leto rushed to the hospital after receiving their call, he learned that Addie Sutton had saved his wife. He immediately thanked her and even withdrew five thousand yuan from the bank as a token of his gratitude.