Along the way, she searched for the stroller and the baby's figure in the dense crowd.
But no, there was nothing.
She couldn't see a glimmer of hope.
Her heart was blocked, as if a heavy stone was pressing down, making it hard to breathe.
Finally, she ran to the south gate!
There were many people here too, all kinds of people, and she immediately spotted Butler Santana's figure!
"Butler Santana!" she called out.
Butler Santana turned his head immediately: "Miss Yale, you're here, what do we do, Little Clementine is missing, what do we do… I've called the police…"
"Search, let's search together, Little Clementine is definitely nearby, someone must be playing a joke on us and took her to play, Little Clementine wouldn't be lost, she likes me so much, how could she abandon mom…" Jasmine Yale's voice was choked with sobs.
